Lewis retells the myth of Cupid and Psyche. Rare indeed is the person who has not treated love so poorly. The only lever she has to persuade her parents is their love for her.
Reeling at the blow to her social life, the words bubble up, “you don’t really love me!” She says this only because she knows that her parents do love her and that it will hurt them to hear these painful words. Picture the scene, cliché as it is: A young teenager’s parents have just refused her permission to go with friends to a concert this Friday. With his trademark insightfulness, Lewis reminds us of our own fallibility and the role of a higher power in our lives.“Love is not a thing to be so used” -The Fox Why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces? Lewis provides an engaging retelling of one of the most popular myths from antiquity with what The Saturday Review called new meaning, new depths, new terrors. Lewis wrote this, his last novel, to retell their story from the perspective of Psyches sister, Orual: I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. From the Back Cover Fascinated by the myth of Cupid and Psyche throughout his life, C. In this, his final-and most mature and masterful-novel, Lewis reminds us of our own fallibility and the role of a higher power in our lives.
Told from the viewpoint of Psyches sister, Orual, Till We Have Faces is a brilliant examination of envy, betrayal, loss, blame, grief, guilt, and conversion. Lewis-the great British writer, scholar, lay theologian, broadcaster, Christian apologist, and bestselling author of Mere Christianity, The Screwtape Letters, The Great Divorce, The Chronicles of Narnia, and many other beloved classics-brilliantly reimagines the story of Cupid and Psyche. Book Synopsis A repackaged edition of the revered authors retelling of the myth of Cupid and Psyche-what he and many others regard as his best novel.
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