#walter hooper

[to-the-fishies]

I learned that Dr. Walter Hooper passed away today.  He collected so much of Lewis’s work, so my CSL shelf owes a lot to him. Requiem æternam dona ei, Domine: et lux perpetua luceat ei. Cum Sanctis tuis in æternum: quia pius es.

[jurakan]

Remembering C.S. Lewis: A Brief Friendship That Changed a Life

On the anniversary of the author’s death, his private secretary remembers the man behind the beloved wordsmith.

As Hooper speaks of this memory, his face is illuminated by a recollection so obviously dear to him — one, even yet, filled with joy. There is an old adage that it is best not to meet one’s heroes. Hooper was aware of this when setting out to meet Lewis. Nevertheless, he so much wanted to meet the writer. He would have been happy with a single pleasant, if formal, conversation with Lewis. Instead, here he was at Lewis’ Oxford home, taking tea with him and having one of the most exhilarating conversations of his life.

[lepartiprisdeschoses]

[loveinquotesposts]

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Anger is the fluid love bleeds when you cut it. ― Walter Hooper, C. S. Lewis: A Complete Guide to His Life Works

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[wisdomfish]

For the Christian to be born means either an eventual surrender to God or an everlasting divorce from Him.

~ Walther Hooper

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Why Christian Theology Needs (Former) Atheists

by John Woodbridge | Walter Hooper, C. S. Lewis’s personal secretary, once commented to the great Christian writer about a clever inscription engraved on an atheist’s tombstone: “Here lies an atheist. All dressed up with no place to go.” Not bemused, Lewis quipped: “That atheist probably wishes now that were true...

[craigtowens]

Although C.S. Lewis owned a huge library, he possessed few of his own works. His phenomenal memory recorded almost everything he had read except his own writings—an appealing fault. Often when I quoted lines from his own poems he would ask who the author was. He was a very great scholar, but no expert in the field of C.S. Lewis.

Walter Hooper

[r2b2grady]

In August Lewis dictated a letter announcing his retirement from Cambridge. Then, at the end of the month, with [his nurse] Alec left to keep an eye on Lewis, his stepson Douglas Gresham and I were sent to Cambridge to sort out his affairs and bring home many of the two thousand or so books from his Magdalene College rooms. This done, we hired a lorry to transport us and the books to Oxford. All the way home I wondered where the books could go in a house already filled to the bursting point. But Lewis had laid his plans. Alec occupied what was called the ‘music room’—a large room on the ground floor, empty except for a bed in one corner. Having been up all night, Alec was asleep when we arrived. As the lorry pulled into the drive, there was Lewis cautioning us to be quiet. ‘Where’ll we store the books?’ I whispered. Lewis answered with a wink. With infinite pains so as not to waken Alec, we spent an hour or so carrying the books into the ‘music room’ and stacking them around the nurse’s bed. He was still snoring when the last one was added to the great wall of books, which was nearly as high as the ceiling and which filled nearly every square inch of the room. About the time the nurse usually woke, Lewis and I were waiting outside for the results. Then it happened. Alec woke, found himself entombed in books, and bellowed at the top of his voice. Suddenly part of the great wall of books tumbled down, and a body scrambled out. Over drinks Alec pronounced it to be the best d—d joke he had seen played on anyone.

Walter Hooper in the introduction to Weight of Glory, a collection of several addresses/sermons given by C. S. Lewis.