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In all my works I take the part of trees as against all their enemies.
(J. R. R. Tolkien, Letter 339)
I love nature. For me nothing can beat a walk in a forest or a park as far from the noise of the big city as possible and preferably in the closet proximity of any body of water. 1,092 more words
Why is it that the young heroes of tales always get the attention? (Coming from YA loving ME, of all people.) I think it’s time to give these older folks the credit they deserve. 245 more words
“So now at last the City was besieged, enclosed in a ring of foes.” And in the next few pages Tolkien relentlessly builds a picture of hopelessness as the hosts of Mordor begin the assault upon Minas Tirith until he reaches the appalling climax of the winged ride of the Nazgûl. 365 more words
I could breathe through both nostrils today, from which I must conclude that the end of this horribly stubborn cold is in sight. I’ve been sick for eleven days now, and it’s been terrible, because I haven’t been able to sing a single Christmas song without sounding like a frog. 638 more words