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A few days in june 2004 brought me finally to the place of the author of one of the most beloved books of the 20th century: The Lord of the Rings. I mean of course Oxford where JRR Tolkien spend the biggest part of his life. The most moving moment for me was of course when I reached Tolkien's grave (and that of his wife Edith) at Wolvercote Cemetery in the North of Oxford. On the tombstone was written, under their names, Luthien and Beren. As some know Tolkien's eldest son John died in 2003. He is buried just across the little path that leads to Tolkiens grave. It's the only grave on that side and John's tombstone is set in the same kind of stone as his father's and mother's.

Interested in Tolkien related pictures and the place where he spend most part of his life. Just look at some of the pics I put up from my visit to Tolkien's Oxford.

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can’t you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Enjoy the silence
(Depeche Mode)