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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENIt’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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENI am the clue-finder, the web-cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number.
J. R. R. TOLKIENAdvice is a dangerous gift, even from the wise to the wise, and all courses may run ill.
J. R. R. TOLKIENYes, I am here. And you are lucky to be here too after all the absurd things you’ve done since you left home.
J. R. R. TOLKIENFor 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. TOLKIENSome 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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENHe found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.
J. R. R. TOLKIENThen 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!
J. R. R. TOLKIENI want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.
J. R. R. TOLKIENWhere there’s life there’s hope.
J. R. R. TOLKIENMoonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.
J. R. R. TOLKIENThere are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now, and in for all sorts of fun wherever you go.
J. R. R. TOLKIENThe road goes ever on and on
J. R. R. TOLKIENFrom 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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENThe 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.
J. R. R. TOLKIENFaithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.
J. R. R. TOLKIEN