For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.
J. R. R. TOLKIENI am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again from the water. I came from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me.
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Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel. But no living man am I!
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I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it’s very difficult to find anyone.’
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End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
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I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to
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Even the smallest person can change the course of the future
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The world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them.
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The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.
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I am in fact, a hobbit in all but size
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Yes, I am here. And you are lucky to be here too after all the absurd things you’ve done since you left home.
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The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
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It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill.
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I am the clue-finder, the web-cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number.
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Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?
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All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not wrecked by the frost.
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May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
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