Don't go where I can't follow!
Do I not say truly, Gandalf,' said Aragorn at last, 'that you could go whithersoever you wished quicker than I? And this I also say: you are our captain and our banner. The Dark Lord has Nine. But we...
Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still o...
At first the beauty of the melodies and of the interwoven words in elven-tongues, even though he understood them little, held him in a spell, as soon as as he began to attend to them. Almost it seemed...
And then all the host of Rohan burst into song, and they sang as they slew, for the joy of battle was on them, and the sound of their singing that was fair and terrible came even to the City.
grows like a seed in the dark out of the leaf-mould of the mind: out of all that has been seen or thought or read, that has long ago been forgotten, descending into the deeps.
İnsanların başladığı bütün işler böyledir: Ya baharda don olur, ya da yazın samyeli eser ve onlarda sözlerinde durmazlar. dedi Gimli.Yine de tohumları pek yaban gitmez. dedi Legolas. Ve hiç umulmadık...
The quiet was so deep that their feet seemed to thump along while all the trees leaned over them and listened,
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.
Your lullaby would waken a drunken goblin!
You will soon be well, if I do not talk you to death.
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.
What do you fear, lady?' he asked.'A cage,' she said.
We must do without hope.
To him that is pitiless the deeds of pity are ever strange and beyond reckoning.
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,'...
This was an evil choice. Which way should he choose? And if both led to terror and death, what good lay in choice?
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...