A dogmatic belief in objective value is necessary to the very idea of a rule which is not tyranny or an obedience which is not slavery.
Some people write heavily, some write lightly. I prefer the light approach because I believe there is a great deal of false reverence about. There is too much solemnity and intensity in dealing with sacred matters; too much speaking in holy tones.
Interpretation
What this quote means
C. S. Lewis advocates for a lighter, less intense approach to discussing serious topics, criticizing excessive solemnity.
In this quote, C. S. Lewis highlights the tendency of some individuals to treat sacred or serious matters with excessive gravity and intensity. He expresses a preference for a lighter approach, suggesting that a casual demeanor can be more authentic and accessible when engaging with profound themes. By pointing out the notion of 'false reverence,' Lewis encourages people to find balance rather than conform to overly serious attitudes.
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Example use cases
In a speech promoting a new writing philosophy, one might quote Lewis to encourage a more relaxed attitude towards serious topics.
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The instrument through which you see God is your whole self. And if a man's self is not kept clean and bright, his glimpse of God will be blurred
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