Gandalf did not move. And in that very moment, away behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that...
For it is easier to shout 'Stop', than to do it
False hopes are more dangerous than fears.
Faith then they vowedFast, unyielding,There each to eachIn oaths binding.Bliss there was bornWhen Brynhild woke;Yet fate is strongTo find its end.
Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world's ending!
Burn, burn tree and fern!Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torchTo light the night for our delight, Ya hey!Bake and toast ‘em, fry and roast ‘em!till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;till hair smells and ski...
As you go down the water,’ he said, ‘you will find that the trees will fail, and you will come to a barren country. There the River flows in stony vales amid high moors, until at last after many leagu...
And thus it came to pass that the Silmarils found their long homes: one in the airs of heaven, and one in the fires of the heart of the world, and one in the deep waters.
An honest hand and a true heart may hew amiss; and the harm may be harder to bear than the work of a foe.
Roads go ever ever onUnder cloud and under starYet feet that wandering have goneTurn at last to home afar.Eyes that fire and sword have seenAnd horror in the halls of stoneLook at last on meadows gree...
I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seenOf meadow flowers and butterfliesIn summers that have beenOf yellow leaves and gossamerIn autumns that there wereWith morning mist and silver sun...
¡Por qué, oh por qué habré dejado mi agujero—hobbit! —decía el pobre señorBolsón, mientras se sacudía hacia arriba y abajo sobre el pobre señor Bolsón, mientras se sacudía hacia arriba y abajo sobre l...
To him that is pitiless the deeds of pity are ever strange and beyond comprehension.
But I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend: the city of the Men of Númenor; and I would ha...
Where there's life there's hope, and need of vittles.
We don't want any adventures here! You might try over the Hill or Across the Water.
Tomorrow we may come this way,And take the hidden paths that runTowards the Moon or to the Sun
Though here at journey's end I liein darkness buried deep,beyond all towers strong and high,beyond all mountains steep,above all shadows rides the Sunand Stars for ever dwell:I will not say the Day is...
They tried to pierce your heart with a Morgul-knife which remains in the wound. If they had succeeded, you would have become like they are, only weaker and under their command. You would have became a...
There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a m...