C.S. Lewis responding to Augustine

Daniel Baker quoted C.S. Lewis in his sermon last Sunday. I thought
the quotes were very powerful and worth sharing, so here it is:

In response to St. Augustine’s conclusion that it’s best not to love
too much the things of this world because they will not last,
C.S. Lewis says the following:

“I am a safety-first creature. Of all arguments against love none
makes so strong an appeal to my nature as ‘Careful! This might lead
you to suffering.’

“To my nature, my temperament, yes. Not to my conscience. When I
respond to that appeal I seem to myself to be a thousand miles away
from Christ. If I am sure of anything I am sure that His teaching was
never meant to confirm my congenital preference for safe investments
and limited liabilities. I doubt whether there is anything in me that
pleases Him less….We follow One who wept over Jerusalem and at the
grave of Lazarus, and, loving all, yet had one disciple whom, in a
special sense, he ‘loved.’ St. Paul has a higher authority with us
than St. Augustine—St. Paul who shows no sign that he would not have
suffered like a man, and no feeling that ought not so to have
suffered, if Epaphroditus had died (Philippians, II, 27)…..

“There is no escape along the lines St. Augustine suggests. Nor along
any other lines. There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be
vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and
possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you
must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it
carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all
entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket and coffin of your
selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it
will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable,
impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to
the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where
you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of
love is Hell”

–C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves, 110–112