I've always been intrigued by C.S. Lewis's view of stars as expressed in Voyage of the Dawn Treader. He puts words in the mouth of a recovering star in Narnia, saying something to the effect that even in our world, stars are far more than they appear to be. I would tend to agree—he develops this a bit more in Perelandra in a delightful exposition on sexless sexuality.
Tuesday, April 08, 2014