Come, Mr. Frodo!’ he cried. ‘I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you.
J. R. R. TOLKIENSorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not Today. Good morning! But please come to tea -any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Good bye!
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If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
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And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.
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Don’t adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.
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And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.
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All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
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In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.
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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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May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
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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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It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
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Courage is found in unlikely places.
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I want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.
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Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.
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Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.
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And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge.
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