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Not content to create his own story, he creates, with an almost insolent prodigality, the whole world in which it is to move, with its own theology, myths, geography, history, palaeography, languages, and orders of beings– a world full of strange creatures beyond count.

The names alone are a feast, whether redolent of quiet countryside (Michel Delving, South Farthing), tall and kingly (Boramir, Faramir, Elendil), loathsome like Smeagol, who is also Gollum, or frowning in the evil strength of Barad Dur or Gorgoroth; yet best of all (Lothlorien, Gilthoniel, Galadriel) when they embody that piercing, high elvish beauty of which no other prose writer has captured so much.

Such a book has of course its predestined readers, even now more numerous and more critical than is always realised. To them a review need say little, except that here are beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron; here is a book that will break your heart. They will know that this is good news, good beyond hope.

C.S. Lewis, “Review of J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings” in On Stories and Other Essays on Literature

(New York: Harcourt, 1966/1982), 84 (via blackmoods)

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“Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.” 

Read of the Day: Ulysses by James Joyce

Click the photo to read a pdf version of Joyce’s classic text, which is largely regarded as the greatest novel ever written. 


Happy Bloomsday everyone!


I actually read all of Ulysses. I understood some, I hated a lot, I pondered, I cried, I debated throwing it across the room, I felt ill, I felt euphoric, I felt violated, I felt dizzy, I felt disorientated, I felt kind, I felt angry, I felt hopeful.

ibelittlebutfierce:

dailycuppajo:

“Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.” 

Read of the Day: Ulysses by James Joyce

Click the photo to read a pdf version of Joyce’s classic text, which is largely regarded as the greatest novel ever written. 

Happy Bloomsday everyone!

I actually read all of Ulysses. I understood some, I hated a lot, I pondered, I cried, I debated throwing it across the room, I felt ill, I felt euphoric, I felt violated, I felt dizzy, I felt disorientated, I felt kind, I felt angry, I felt hopeful.

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I feel like I should apologize for the comment I made about 50 Shades of Grey being good for something. I have no right to degrade any book that people enjoy reading. It’s about their choice, their enjoyment, and their escape. I should not make fun of the book or that someone reads it. Reading is reading. :)

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