From "Tolkien: A Cultural Phenomenon" (2003) by Brian Rosebury
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‘No taste of food, no feel of water, no
sound of wind, no memory of tree or grass or flower, no image of moon or star
are left to me. I am
naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else
fades.’ (RK, 215)