A wild light came into Frodo's eyes. 'Stand away! Don't touch me!' he cried. 'It is mine, I say. Be off!' His hand strayed to his sword-hilt. But then quickly his voice changed. 'No, no, Sam,' he said...
It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door, he used to say. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to. Do you realize t...
Against delay. Against the way that seems easier. Against refusal of the burden that is laid on me. Against - well, if it must be said, against trust in the strength and truth of Men.
I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.