The world is not in your books and maps, it’s out there.
End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.
Above all shadows rides the sun.
Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
That’s the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.
A book is a dream that you hold in your hands.
One word after another. That’s the only way that novels get written and, short of elves coming in the night and turning your jumbled notes into Chapter Nine, it’s the only way to do it. So keep on keeping on. Write another word and then another.
Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.
Writing is magic, as much the water of life as any other creative art. The water is free. So drink. Drink and be filled up.
Remember, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
The writer must have a good imagination to begin with, but the imagination has to be muscular, which means it must be exercised in a disciplined way, day in and day out, by writing, failing, succeeding and revising.
Go then, there are other worlds than these.
Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free.