I was the fifteen-year-old who could tell you the difference between Quenya and Sindarin Elvish, and when to use which.
Confession Time: I Was a Teenage Tolkien-Head, Guys
Rachel Darnall

Had I met a fifteen-year-old girl who could do this, I would never have been heard from again. My wife is looking over my shoulder right now, telling me that I can’t express my true feelings for you at this moment.

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