"Is-is he a man?" asked Lucy "Aslan a man!" said Mr. Beaver sternly. "Certainly not. I tell you he is the King of the wood and the son of the great Emperor-beyond-the-Sea. Don't you know who is the King of Beasts? Aslan is a lion--the Lion, the great Lion." "Ooh!" said Susan, I'd thought he was a man. Is he--quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion." "That you will, dearie, and no mistake," said Mrs. Beaver, "if there's anyone who can appear before Aslan without their knees knocking, they're either braver than most or else just silly." "Then he isn't safe?" said Lucy. "Safe?" said Mr. Beaver; "don't you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you? Who said anything about safe? 'Course He isn't safe. But He's good. He's the King, I tell you."
He is the Lion, the Creator King, and no, He is not safe. But He is incredibly good.
-How to Ruin Your Life by forty, on the nature of God.
"But you shall meet me, dear one," said Aslan. "Are- Are you there too, Sir?" said Edmund. "I am," said Aslan. "But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia. That by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there." -The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
Then Aslan turned to them and said: "You do not yet look so happy as I meant you to be." Lucy said, "We're so afraid of being sent away, Aslan. And you have sent us back into our own world so often." "No fear of that." Said Aslan. "Have you not guessed"? Their heats leapt, and a wild hope rose within them. "There was a real railway accident." sad Aslan softly. "Your father and mother and all of you are - as you used to call it in shadowlands - dead. The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended this is the morning." And as he spoke. He no longer looked to them as a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better then the one before. - The Last Battle
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