“You can only come to the morning through the shadows.”

I 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.

End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.

For even the very wise cannot see all ends.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

A safe fairyland is untrue to all worlds.

All’s well that ends better.

Don’t go where I can’t follow!

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.

It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to

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.

Come, Mr. Frodo!’ he cried. ‘I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you.

Some who have read the book, or at any rate have reviewed it, have found it boring, absurd, or contemptible, and I have no cause to complain, since I have similar opinions of their works, or of the kinds of writing that they evidently prefer.

It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill.

I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.

I think it’s good that I had some experience of the real world before I became successful. You know, having to get up in the morning and going to work in construction.

Allows these three “M” in your life: Me, Morning walk with Mask

The night is young we can keep talking till morning but lets change to the body language instead.

I want you to be the one I stay in bed with on sunday morning, and never want to leave.

Let us never negotiate out of fear. But let us never fear to negotiate.

Not every day is a good day, live anyway.

I walk around like a faded ghost, a shell of a person waiting to be filled with your love which brings me to life like a cup of morning coffee.

Replace some of that worry will a little hope.