A harem of fondled hatreds

Lewis uses some strong language to describe the first time he looked on his own spirit in the light of the Holy Spirit:

For the first time I examined myself with a seriously practical purpose. And there I found what appalled me; a zoo of lusts, a bedlam of ambitions, a nursery of fears, a harem of fondled hatreds. My name was legion.

-C.S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy, p.226