No great leap for a man, but a leap in the dark.
Life is rather above the measure of us all (save for a very few perhaps). We all need literature that is above our measure--though we may not have sufficient energy for it all the time.
It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill. But such falls and betrayals, alas, have happened before.
It is a fair tale, though it is sad, as are all the takes of Middle-earth, and yet it may lift up your hearts.
If you wanted to go on from the end of I think the ring would be your inevitable choice as the link. If then you wanted a large tale, the Ring would at once acquire a capital letter; and the Dark Lor...
I look foul and feel fair.
I found not being able to use a pen or pencil as defeating as the loss of her beak would be to a hen.
Here you find us sitting on a field of victory, amid the plunder of armies, and you wonder how we came by a few well-earned comforts!
He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt...
He says that we have learned nearly all that we know from them, and have been made a nobler people; and he says that the Men that have lately come over the Mountains are hardly better than Orcs.'That...
He is the Master of wood, water, and hill.’ ‘Then all this strange land belongs to him?’ ‘No indeed!’ she answered, and her smile faded. ‘That would indeed be a burden,’ she added in a low voice, as i...
Have you thought of an ending?’ ‘Yes, several, and all are dark and unpleasant,
Gandalf put his hand on Pippin's head. There never was much hope, he answered. Just a fool's hope, as I have been told.
For a while the hobbits continued to talk and think of the past journey and of the perils that lay ahead; but such was the virtue of the land of Rivendell that soon all fear and anxiety was lifted fro...
Faërie contains many things besides elves and fays, and besides dwarfs, witches, trolls, giants, or dragons; it holds the seas, the sun, the moon, the sky; and the earth, and all things that are in it...
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
Do you remember when we first met? I thought I had wandered into a dream.
Clothes are of but little loss, if you escape from drowning.
But of bliss and glad life there is little to be said, before it ends; as works fair and wonderful, while they still endure for eyes to see, are ever their own record, and only when they are in peril...
And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.