Letters to Malcolm
C.S. Lewis · 1964
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I see you won’t let me off. And the longer I look at it the less I shall like it. I must face—or else explicitly decline—the difficulties that really torment us when we cry for mercy in earnest. I have found no book that helps me with them all. I have so little confidence in my…
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