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Don’t adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.

J. R. R. Tolkien

I wished to be loved by another,’ [Éowyn] answered. ‘But I desire no man’s pity.
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Desire Kindness Love Man Myself
I am the clue-finder, the web-cutter, the stinging fly. I was chosen for the lucky number.
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Choice Myself
He 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.
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Dream Himself Season See Strange Time Vision Wild
Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart, and try to have patience, if you can.
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Fear Patience Try Yourself
Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.
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Darkness Faith Himself Road
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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Death Horror Spiritual Time
Not all those who wander are lost.
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Instagram Captions Lost One Liner Travel
You can only come to the morning through the shadows.
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Morning Yourself
I will not walk backward in life.
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Inspirational Life Myself Walk
Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.
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Death Deserve End Himself Judgement Life Live Wisdom
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, toothless bites, mouthless mutters.
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Animal Death Voice Wings
End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
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Death End Journey Path
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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Change Heart Herself Sun Understand
May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.
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Moon Sun Walk Wings Yourself
Where there’s life there’s hope.
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Hope Life
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
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Feeling Myself

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