Screwtape Letters

is the title of a book by C.S. Lewis which i just finished. i found it quite an interesting and entertaining read. it gives a very good discussion of good and evil, of human experiences juxtaposed with the divine on one hand and the infernal on the other.

an excerpt from the book which i like a lot:
And nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man's best years not in sweet sins but in dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiousities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in the drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinths of reveries that have not even lust nor ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is too weak and fuddled to shake off... Indeed, the safest road to hell is the gradual one - the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.