My Symbol for Hell – C.S. Lewis

Source: The Screwtape Letters, Preface

My symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the office of a thoroughly nasty business concern.

I live in the Managerial Age, in a world of “Admin.” The greatest evil is not now done in those sordid “dens of crime” that Dickens loved to paint. It is not done even in concentration camps and labour camps. In those we see its final result. But it is conceived and ordered (moved, seconded, carried, and minuted) in clean, carpeted, warmed and well-lighted offices, by quiet men with white collars and cut fingernails and smooth-shaven cheeks who do not need to raise their voices. Hence, naturally enough, my symbol for Hell is something like the bureaucracy of a police state or the office of a thoroughly nasty business concern.


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From *The Weight of Glory* (1941), sermon by C.S. Lewis