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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENI want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.
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Come, Mr. Frodo!’ he cried. ‘I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you.
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Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know.
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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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All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
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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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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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From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring. Renewed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.
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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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Fair speech may hide a foul heart.
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I am the friend of bears and the guest of eagles. I am Ringwinner and Luckwearer; and I am Barrel-rider.
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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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Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.
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Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.
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How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.
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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.
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