Great Throughts Treasury

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"No one knows where the shoe pinches, but he who wears it." - Italian Proverbs

"On a long journey even a straw is heavy." - Italian Proverbs

"The lone sheep is in danger of the wolf." - Italian Proverbs

"There are many roads to Rome." - Italian Proverbs

"There is no helping him who will not be advised." - Italian Proverbs

"What costs little is little esteemed." - Italian Proverbs

"Where gold speaks every tongue is silent." - Italian Proverbs

"Where the hedge is low everyone will cross it." - Italian Proverbs

"Who has patience may get fat thrushes at a farthing apiece." - Italian Proverbs

"Who has patience sees his revenge." - Italian Proverbs

"Public opinion polls are rather like children in a garden, digging things up all the time to see how they're growing." - J. B. Priestly, fully John Boynton Priestly

"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." - J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien

"Aragorn threw back his cloak. The elven-sheath glittered as he grasped it, and the bright blade of And£ril shone like a sudden flame as he swept it out. 'Elendil!' he cried. 'I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, D£nadan, the heir of Isildur Elendil's son of Gondor. Here is the Sword that was Broken and is forged again! Will you aid me or thwart me? Choose swiftly!" - J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien

"At the hill?s foot Frodo found Aragorn, standing still and silent as a tree; but in his hand was a small golden bloom of elanor, and a light was in his eyes. He was wrapped in some fair memory: and as Frodo looked at him he knew that he beheld things as they had been in this same place. For the grim years were removed from the face of Aragorn, and he seemed clothed in white, a young lord fall and fair; and he spoke words in the Elvish tongue to one whom Frodo could not see. Arwen vanimelda, namarie! He said, and then he drew a breath, and returning out of his thought he looked at Frodo and smiled. `Here is the heart of Elvendom on earth,? he said, `and here my heart dwells ever, unless there be a light beyond the dark roads that we still must tread, you and I. Come with me!? And taking Frodo?s hand in his, he left the hill of Cerin Amroth and came there never again as a living man." - J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien

"Goodbye, master, my dear! Forgive your Sam. He'll come back to this spot when the job's done - if he manages it. And then he'll not leave you again. Rest you quiet till I come; and may no foul creature come anigh you! And if the Lady could hear me and give me one wish, I would wish to come back and find you again. Good bye!" - J. R. R. Tolkien, fully John Ronald Reuel Tolkien