Well, no need to brood on what tomorrow may bring. For one thing, tomorrow will be certain to bring worse than today, for many days to come. And there is nothing more that I can do to help it. The board is set, and the pieces are moving. One.
A darkness lies behind us; and we have turned our backs on it, and we do not desire to return thither even in thought. Westwards our hearts have been turned, and we believe that there we shall find Light.
Now he tried to find strength to tear himself away and go on a lonely journey – for vengeance. If once he could go, his anger would bear him down all the roads of the world, pursuing, until he had him at last: Gollum. Then Gollum would die in a corner.
Gandalf the Grey set out with the Company, but he did not pass the borders of this land. Now tell us where he is; for I much desired to speak with him again.
In describing a fairy story which they think adults might possibly read for their own entertainment, reviewers frequently indulge in such waggeries as: ‘this book is for children from the ages of six to sixty’. But I have never yet seen the puff of a new motor-model that begun thus: ‘this toy will amuse infants from seventeen to seventy’; though that to my mind would be much more appropriate.
But good luck to you – today and every day!
There goes a lord who tamed a wild shieldmaiden of the North!
If I may say so, I added a few touches of my own: you may not have noticed, but some of the waves took the form of great white horses with shining white riders; and there were many rolling and grinding boulders.
Why, to think of it, we’re in the same tale still! It’s going on. Don’t the great tales never end?’ ‘No, they never end as tales,’ said Frodo. ‘But the people in them come, and go when their part’s ended.
The queer and strange, the unrestrained, the grotesque is not only interesting: it is valuable. It is not always necessary to purge it out altogether in order to attain to the Sublime.
In those days the Great Enemy, of whom Sauron of Mordor was but a servant, dwelt in Angband in the North, and the Elves of the West coming back to Middle-earth made war upon him to regain the Silmarils which he had stolen; and the fathers of Men aided the Elves.
I have seldom heard of a hobbit sleeping out of doors under a tree. Three of them! There’s something mighty queer behind this.’ He was quite right, but he never found out any more about it.
You are always foreboding gloomy things!” said the others. “Anything from floods to poisoned fish. Think of something cheerful!
Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends.
But how came you by the heirloom of my house – if there is need to ask such a question of thieves?” “We are not thieves,” Bard answered. “Your own we will give back in return for our own.” “How came you by it?” shouted Thorin in gathering rage. “I gave it to them!” squeaked Bilbo, who was peering over the wall, by now in a dreadful fright.
Bilbo of course ought to have been on his guard; but Smaug had rather an overwhelming personality.
For a man may love war, and yet dread many things.
Frodo has been touched by the weapons of the Enemy,′ said Strider, ’and there is some poison or evil at work that is beyond my skill to drive out. But do not give up hope, Sam!
Nienor ran on into the woods until she was spent, and then fell, and slept, and awoke; and it was a sunlit morning, and she rejoiced in light as it were a new thing, and all things else that she saw seemed new and strange, for she had no names for them.
I hear nothing but the night-speech of plant and stone.