Tolkien

“ubi bene ibi patria.” “no, you’re jealous. you don’t want that at all. you’re jealous. you say that but you don’t mean it. you’re a priest. you don’t know anything about love. how could you? you want me to be alone. you want me to live alone like you and have nothing. i won’t. i won’t live like that.” “to love someone, who for whatever reason, cannot return your feelings is painful. but if you listen to the poets, perhaps there’s a kind of beauty to that love. it burns. bright. and it’s never tainted by reality or by overuse. it’s as clear and fierce today as it was the very first day it began. and there’s beauty to that, i think,” “my dear john ronald, it is my chief consolation that if i am scuppered tonight, there will be still be left a great member of the T.C.B.S. to voice what i dreamed and what we all agreed upon. that the death of one of its members cannot, i am determined, dissolve the T.C.B.S. death can make us loathsome and helpless as individuals, but it cannot put an end to the immortal four! may God bless you, my dear john ronald, and may you say the things i have tried to say long after i am not there to say them.” the scenery, the setting, the story, the acting, the aesthetic was tremendous. HL and marauders variants everywhere!! he really went into war with that blanket (to be honest, i would too). the depiction of love and friendship or “courage and fellowship” (as quoted) was, in my opinion, perfect.