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I heard it on "Modern Love" podcast - they have really good, thought-provoking content (essays from readers) and this quote stuck with me. Because it is very true.

Dwin did not quite understand, why all of a sudden Val decided to play all grown up and serious and belittle all the nice exchange they had had. She did not consider him gone crazy because of an incident in brambles. And she would definitely not remember him as a crazy guy by the beach. Quite the contrary maybe with an exception of Ash Paw and maybe someone else he had been a very decent and normal wolf being. Having him engage in spinning tales and absurd theories about life on Earth had been a bonus. 

"Do you want to be remembered as "this crazy wackadoodle guy by the big water thingie sprouting all sorts of things"?" Dwin was not the kind of person, who would go rescue people, when they covertly demanded her to go all in and prove the opposite. She was all for democracy and free will - if a person had deemed themselves to be silly then who was she to argue with them. "I can, of course, but that is quite a long title for one person. Your name is shorter," she said. "And you have to work hard or do something truly extraordinary to get a longer name..." she went on, racking her brain to find the full example of the title her Aunt Wraen had given her mom. 

"To get such a fancy title like my mom got as a gift - courtesy of her older sister... let me remember it correctly," she closed her eyes and her lips moved wordlessly as she recounted the sentence. "Here it goes - [size=small]"Queen Maia Bonkers of The House Cuckoo, Queen of the March hares, The Crackers and The Not All Theres, The Rightful Queen of The One Sandwich Short of Picnics and The Protector of The Loonies, Queen of Wacko-stone, Queen of Non Compos Mentis, Away with the Fairies of the Fairy-land, Round The Twist, Of The Wall and Bats","[/size][size=small] she gave Val time to let the awesomeness of the title sink in. 

[/size]"Yeah, to get something like this, you have to be something re-a-a-a-lly special," she finished, looking at him kindly. "From what I have summed up of you, you are Jester Val of The live-by-water-hate-it-very-much Guild," she offered, having entirely forgotten that he had asked about her future plans. Never mind - this line of thought had been more exciting.