Wonder if we shall ever be put into songs or tales. We’re in one, of course; but I mean: put into words, you know, told by the fireside, or read out of a great big book with red and black letters, yea...
Till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning-point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost...
The quiet was so deep that their feet seemed to thump along while all the trees leaned over them and listened,
The fragrance that came to each was like a memory of dewy mornings of unshadowed sun in some land of which the fair world in Spring is itself but a fleeting memory.
So they all left the path and plunged into the forest together.
Evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in.
Deep they delved us, fair they wrought us, high they builded us; but they are gone.
You will soon be well, if I do not talk you to death.
You speak evil of that which is fair beyond the reach of your thought, and only little wit can excuse you.
You have nice manners for a thief and a liar, said the dragon.
You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.
Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.
Yet Frodo began to hear, or to imagine that he heard, something else: like the faint fall of soft bare feet. It was never loud enough, or near enough, for him to feel certain that he heard it; but onc...
Worst is a bad word, I said to him, and I hope you do not live to see it.
Why O why did I ever leave my hobbit-hole? said poor Mr. Baggins, bumping up and down on Bombur's back.
Where there's life there's hope, and need of vittles.
Those were happier days, when there was still close friendship at times between folk of different race, even between Dwarves and Elves.'It was not the fault of the Dwarves that the friendship waned,'...
They have seen Death and ultimate defeat,and yet they would not in despair retreat,but oft to victory have tuned the lyreand kindled hearts with legendary fire,illuminating Now and dark Hath-beenwith...
These too in their time shall find that all that they do redounds at the end only to the glory of my work.
There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made. And he sp...