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J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
And still Meriadoc the hobbit stood there blinking through his tears, and no one spoke to him, indeed none seemed to heed him. He brushed away the tears, and stooped to pick up the green shield that Eowyn had given him, and he slung it at his back. Then he looked for his sword that he had let fall; for even as he struck his blow his arm was numbed, and now he could only use his left hand.
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J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Back now to the mountain! cried Thorin. We have little time to lose. And little food to use! cried Bilbo, always practical on such points. In any case he felt that the adventure was, properly speaking, over with the death of the dragon.
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he'll go.
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
And why not? Surely you don't disbelieve the prophecies just because you helped them come about. You don't really suppose do you that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck? Just for your sole benefit? You're a very fine person, Mr. Baggins, and I'm quite fond of you. But you are really just a little fellow, in a wide world after all.
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Among the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and L£thien
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J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Hullo! said Merry. So that?s what is bothering you? Now, Pippin my lad, don?t forget Gildor?s saying?the one Sam used to quote: Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger. But our whole life for months has been one long meddling in the affairs of Wizards, said Pippin. I should like a bit of information as well as danger. I should like a look at that ball. Go to sleep! said Merry. You?ll get information enough, sooner or later. My dear Pippin, no Took ever beat a Brandybuck for inquisitiveness; but is it this time, I ask you? All right! What?s the harm in my telling you what I should like: a look at that stone? I know I can?t have it, with old Gandalf sitting on it, like a hen on an egg. But it doesn?t help much to get no more from you than a you-can?t-have-it-so-go-to-sleep! Well, what else could I say? said Merry. I?m sorry, Pippin, but you really must wait till the morning. I?ll be as curious as you like after breakfast, and I?ll help you in any way I can at wizard-wheedling. But I can?t keep awake any longer. If I yawn any more, I shall split at the ears. Good night!
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
I thought up an ending for my book. ?And he lives happily ever after, till the end of his days.?
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Fear nothing! Have peace until the morning! Heed no nightly noises!
J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Galadriel his sister went not with him to Nargothrond, for in Doriath dwelt Celeborn, kinsman of Thingol, and there was great love between them. Therefore she remained in the Hidden Kingdom, and abode with Melian, and of her learned great lore and wisdom concerning Middle-earth.
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J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
I sit beside the fire and think of all that i have seen of meadow flowers and butterflies in summers that have been of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see. For still there are so many things that I have never seen in every wood in every spring there is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago and people that will see a world that i shall never know. But all the while I sit and think of times there were before I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.
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J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
GANDALF: Often does hatred hurt itself!