"Blessed are the legend-makers with their rhyme of things not found within recorded time. It is not they that have forgot the Night, or bid us flee to organized delight, in lotus-isles of economic bliss forswearing souls to gain a Circe-kiss (and counterfeit at that, machine-produced, bogus seduction of the twice-seduced). Such isles they saw afar, and ones more fair, and those that hear them yet may yet beware. They have seen Death and ultimate defeat, and yet they would not in despair retreat, but oft to victory have tuned the lyre and kindled hearts with legendary fire, illuminating Now and dark Hath-been with light of suns as yet by no man seen."Here's how to celebrate John Ronald Reuel:
- Watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy, but scoff at where the script strays from the literature (hehe, only if you're a brat)
- Study the philology of your favorite word
- Have your tea time in illicit places like the library or a lecture hall
- View the natural world as the staging for an epic adventure
- Sit on a porch and toss sugar cubes into the hats of passersby.
- Start a writer's group in the back of a dingy pub and smoke out of pipes while reading each each others' manuscripts
- Visit the Bird and the Baby or make up your own nickname for your favorite meeting place