lovely things, both beautiful and sad...
(NOTE: I will be posting this link in all my entries until I recieve a response from Brian. Where are you, my blogging friend?)

I love books. I love how they take my mind to faraway places (as long as those places are ones that I don't mind going to- and as long as while I'm away there, I am not hurt severely) and teach me things that I usually would not have learned of.

...I just finished reading all of The Lord of the Rings for the third time [I think...I'm not too sure about that since every time I read it, it's like the first time...] and now that I've grown, I really can appreciate it much more.

-sigh- Tolkien, he wrote some really great stuff. I have him to thank for this...

It's nice to know that he was a friend of C. S. Lewis, for their work is quite similar and they both had many things in common.

The Chronicles of Narnia are akin to what was written in the last tales of Middle Earth, I love both books dearly.

Still, LotR makes me meloncholy in a way that I have never been after reading any other text. It's amazing...