Descent Into Hell, by Charles WilliamsI love Charles Williams’ fiction, but don’t expect to read any more of it until the kids are out of the house, because his novels demand intense concentration on every phrase.  Williams’ command of the English language is remarkable; his themes either captivating nonsense or deep wisdom, I often can’t make out which.

Here is a selection of wise, witty, or just plain fun quotes from Charles Williams’ Descent Into Hell, which I jotted in a journal pre-kids:

The mist made everything clear.

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He heard, more vividly with every step, no sound.

See if you can read this one without a dictionary!

Margaret Anstruther had seen, in her vision, a single house, with two forms leaning from the same window.  Time there had disappeared, and the dead man had been contemporaneous with the living.  As if simultaneity approached the Hill, the experiences of its inhabitants had there become co-eval; propinquity no longer depended upon sequence.

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… a not inconsiderable minority of those who cared for such things, and a quite inconsiderable minority of those who did not, but who read everything in their papers.

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… the world where everyone carried themselves but everyone carried someone else’s grief …

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“Pardon, Periel, like love, is only ours for fun:  essentially we don’t and can’t.”

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“Till when, Periel, and with God.”

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