Ignoring fame was my rebellion, in a funny way. I was insistent on being normal and doing normal things. It probably wasn’t advisable to go to college in America and room with a complete stranger. And it probably wasn’t wise to share a bathroom with eight other people in a coed dorm. Looking back, that was crazy.
J.R.R Tolkien, looking at flowers.
Apparently people hated to go for walks with him because he would stop and look at every tree for like 20 minutes.
EXPLAINS THE BOOKS
^^^^ This
(Source: flying-dutchwoman)
