The strongest must seek a way, say you? But I say: let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow- an Elf!
For even the very wise cannot see all ends.
Third time pays for all.
Orcs, and talking trees, and leagues of grass, and galloping riders, and glittering caves, and white towers and golden halls, and battles, and tall ships sailing, all these passed before Sam’s mind.
Out of doubt, out of dark to the day’s rising I came singing into the sun, sword unsheathing. To hope’s end I rode and to heart’s breaking: Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!
I am in fact, a hobbit in all but size.
Fire, fear, foes! Awake!
Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go But under a tall tree will I lie And let the clouds go sailing by.
Perilous to us all are the devices of an art deeper than we possess ourselves.
Help means ruin and saving means slaying.
For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.
Mind your P’s and Q’s.
Aure entuluva! day shall come again!
No victory without suffering.
The world was fair, the mountains tall In Elder Days before the fall...
The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places.
Few there were who could change his courses by counsel. None by force.
For I am the daughter of Elrond. I shall not go with him when he departs to the Havens: for mine is the choice of Luthien, and as she so have I chosen, both the sweet and the bitter.
The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word and song.
Fair speech may hide a foul heart.