“Both the children were looking up into the Lion’s face
as he spoke these words. And all at once
(they never knew exactly how it happened) the face seemed to be floating, and
such a sweetness and power rolled about them and over them and entered them
that they felt they had never really been happy or wise or good, or even alive
and awake, before. And the memory of
that moment stayed with them always, so that as long as they both lived, if
ever they were sad or afraid or angry, the thought of all that golden goodness,
and the feeling that it was still there, quite close, just round some corner or
just behind some door, would come back and make them sure, deep down inside,
that all was well…”
~ C. S. Lewis, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew
