But tonight, creeping toward the end of the audiobook version of Lord of the Rings, deep deep in the appendices… Continue reading →
‘I feel like spring after winter, and sun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have ever heard!’ Continue reading →
“Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. ” Continue reading →
But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him. Continue reading →
Lines from two friends on Facebook just lent themselves to an impromptu haiku. Pardon all the exclamation marks, I spent a good chunk of the day in middle earth. Oh! Gene pool martyrs! Suicide pedestrians! Walking perilous!
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
