And suddenly first one and then another began to sing as they played, deep-throated singing of the dwarves in the deep places of their ancient homes; and this is like a fragment of their song, if it c...
All your long years we have been friends. Trust me as you once did, let it go
A ruler who discerning justice refuseth to it the sanction of law, demanding abnegation of rights and self-sacrifice, will not drive his subjects to these virtues, virtuous only if free, but by unnatu...
To crooked eyes truth may wear a wry face
With a suddenness that startled them all the wizard sprang to his feet. He was laughing! I have it! he cried. Of course, of course! Absurdly simple, like most riddles when you see the answer.Picking u...
Well, I suppose we must be going on again,' he said. 'I wonder how long it will be before we really are caught and all the toiling and the slinking will be over, and in vain.' He stood up. 'It's dark,...
These are Rustbell Rabbits! I'd like to see them try!!!
The greater part of the truth is always hidden, in regions out of the reach of cynicism.
It would be the death of you to come with me, Sam, said Frodo, and I could not have borne that.Not as certain as being left behind, said Sam.But I am going to Mordor.I know that well enough, Mr. Frodo...
I'm going on an adventure
I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.
Far more often [than asking the question 'Is it true?'] they [children] have asked me: 'Was he good? Was he wicked?' That is, they were far more concerned to get the Right side and the Wrong side clea...
Bilbo was sadly reflecting that adventures are not all pony-rides in May-sunshine...
And yet, Eomer, I say to you that she loves you more truly than me, for you she loves and knows; but in me she loves only a shadow and a thought: a hope of glory and great deeds, and lands far from th...
And what would you do, if an uninvited dwarf came and hung his things up in your hall without a word of explanation?
And in that very moment, away behind in some far corner of the city, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed reckoning nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far abov...
All that is gold does not glitter...
Struck by lightning! Struck by lightning!
Your talk of sniffling riders with invisible noses has unsettled me.
There isn't no call to go talking of pushing and pulling. Boats are quite tricky enough for those that sit still without looking for further for the cause of trouble.