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6292ac8
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No taste of food, no feel of water, no sound of wind, no memory of tree or grass or flower, no image of moon or star are left to me. I am naked in the dark, Sam, and there is no veil between me and the wheel of fire. I begin to see it even with my waking eyes, and all else fades.
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tolkien
middle-earth
lord-of-the-rings
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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809ef83
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Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell:
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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d3651b8
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Tomorrow we may come this way, And take the hidden paths that run Towards the Moon or to the Sun
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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61bb89d
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Here was one with an air of high nobility such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote: one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Eldar Race. He knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings.
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pippin
the-two-towers
the-return-of-the-king
lord-of-the-rings
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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49b65f1
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Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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e2c434a
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Thus Aragorn for the first time in the full light of day beheld Eowyn, Lady of Rohan, and thought her fair, fair and cold, like a morning of pale spring that is not yet come to womanhood. And she was now suddenly aware of him: tall heir of kings, wise with many winters, greycloaked, hiding a power that yet she felt. For a moment still as stone she stood, then turning swiftly she was gone.
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Éowyn
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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7c61afc
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Your lullaby would waken a drunken goblin!
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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1c6b062
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I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea, And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a Golden Tree. Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone, In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion. There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years, While here beyond the Sundering Seas now ..
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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17e086c
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Why should a man be scorned, if, finding himself in prison, he tries to get out and go home? Or if, when he cannot do so, he thinks and talks about other topics than jailers and prison-walls? The world outside has not become less real because the prisoner cannot see it. In using Escape in this way the critics have chosen the wrong word, and, what is more, they are confusing, not always by sincere error, the Escape of the Prisoner with the F..
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fantasy
inspirational
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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b9aa2ed
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It is wisdom to recognize necessity when all other courses have been weighed, though as folly it may appear to those who cling to false hope.
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philosophical
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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3ef4d43
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Why, Sam," he said, "to hear you somehow makes me as merry as if the story was already written. But you've left out one of the chief characters; Samwise the stout hearted. 'I want to hear more about Sam, dad. Why didn't they put in more of his talk, dad? That's what I like, it makes me laugh. And Frodo wouldn't have got far without Sam, would he, dad?' " "Now, Mr. Frodo," said Sam, "you shouldn't make fun. I was serious." "So was I," said F..
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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f2eab53
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Not all those who wander are lost
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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2c26f97
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For if joyful is the fountain that rises in the sun, its springs are in the wells of sorrow unfathomable at the foundations of the Earth.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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151680d
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Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows The West Wind goes walking, and about the walls it goes. What news from the West, oh wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight? Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight? 'I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide and grey; I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more. The North Wind may have heard..
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poem
death
lotr
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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56549e2
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Here you find us sitting on a field of victory, amid the plunder of armies, and you wonder how we came by a few well-earned comforts!
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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4d7444e
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I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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4ccd326
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What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said.
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rotk
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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1e20c41
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But you comfort me, Gimli, I'm glad to have you standing nigh with your stout legs and your hard axe. I wish there were more of your kin among us. But even more would I give for a hundred good archers of Mirkwood." - Legolas"
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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7ca0aeb
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For I am Saruman the Wise, Saruman Ring-maker, Saruman of Many Colours!' I looked then and saw that his robes, which had seemed white, were not so, but were woven of all colours, and if he moved they shimmered and changed hue so that the eye was bewildered. I liked white better,' I said.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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96fec5f
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Roads go ever ever on Under cloud and under star, Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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0a9a3e7
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We are plain quiet folk, and I have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing, and uncomfortable things.
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bilbo-baggins
hobbit
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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5783e72
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What have I got in my pocket?" he said aloud. He was talking to himself, but Gollum thought it was a riddle, and he was frightfully upset. "Not fair! not fair!" he hissed. "It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in it's nassty little pocketsess?"
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riddle
gollum
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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ec60d80
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My Precious, my Precious.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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ec1398e
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Yes" Said Gandalf; "for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of out fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil." --
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sorrow
parting
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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e4df4cb
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Yes" Said Gandalf; "for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of out fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil."
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sorrow
parting
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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62b452b
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Truly songs and tales fall utterly short of the reality, O Smaug the Chiefest and greatest of Calamities.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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64e244a
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Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" Then Merry heard in all sounds of the hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel. "But no living man am I! You are looking upon a woman. Eowyn am I, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him." The winged creature screa..
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Éowyn
meriadoc
meriadoc-brandybuck
the-lord-of-the-rings
the-return-of-the-king
j-r-r-tolkien
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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247cb6c
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For nothing is evil in the beginning.
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fate
mortality
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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acaabcc
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Although now long estranged, Man is not wholly lost nor wholly changed. Dis-graced he may be, yet is not de-throned, and keeps the rags of lordship once he owned: Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Light through whom is splintered from a single White to many hues, and endlessly combined in living shapes that move from mind to mind. Though all the crannies of the world we filled with Elves and Goblins, though we dared to build Gods and their ho..
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sub-creation
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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86b3ffe
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For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but str..
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Éowyn
jrr-tolkien
the-lord-of-the-rings
the-return-of-the-king
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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020b056
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Pippin glanced in some wonder at the face now close beside his own, for the sound of that laugh had been gay and merry. Yet in the wizard's face he saw at first only lines of care and sorrow; though as he looked more intently he perceived that under all there was a great joy: a fountain of mirth enough to set a kingdom laughing, were it to gush forth.
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joy
inspiration
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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f62d7a2
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Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, for ever blest, since here did lie and here with lissom limbs did run beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, Luthien Tinuviel more fair than Mortal tongue can tell. Though all to ruin fell the world and were dissolved and backward hurled; unmade into the old abyss, yet were its making good, for this-- the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-- that Luthien for a time should be.
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tinuviel
luthien
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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4fa9938
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A time may come soon," said he, "when none will return. Then there will be need of valour without renown, for none shall remember the deeds that are done in the last defence of your homes. Yet the deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised." She answered: "All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you have leave to be burned in the house, fo..
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Éowyn
gender-roles
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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b29eb62
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Fare well we call to hearth and hall Though wind may blow and rain may fall We must away ere break of day Over the wood and mountain tall To Rivendell where Elves yet dwell In glades beneath the misty fell Through moor and waste we ride in haste And wither then we cannot tell With foes ahead behind us dread Beneath the sky shall be our bed Until at last our toil be sped Our journey done, our errand sped
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travel
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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1cb7077
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And he sang to them, now in the Elven tongue, now in the speech of the West, until their hearts, wounded with sweet words, overflowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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c765071
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Then, Eowyn of Rohan, I say to you that you are beautiful. In the valleys of our hills there are flowers fair and bright, and maidens fairer still; but neither flower nor lady have I seen till now in Gondor so lovely, and so sorrowful. It may be that only a few days are left ere darkness falls upon our world, and when it comes I hope to face it steadily; but it would ease my heart, if while the Sun yet shines, I could see you still. For you..
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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23e973f
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Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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1f1c980
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If most of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.
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the-hobbit
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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cfc0b98
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Then as he had kept watch Sam had noticed that at times a light seemed to be shining faintly within; but now the light was even clearer and stronger. Frodo's face was peaceful, the marks of fear and care had left it; but it looked old, old and beautiful, as if the chiseling of the shaping years was now revealed in many fine lines that had before been hidden, though the identity of the face was not changed. Not that Sam Gamgee put it that wa..
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tolkien
sam-gamgee
middle-earth
lord-of-the-rings
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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ae6a648
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He charged the ranks of the goblins of Mount Gram in the Battle of the Green Fields, and knocked their king Golfimbul's head clean off with a wooden club. It sailed a hundred yards through the air and went down a rabbit-hole, and in this way the battle was won and the game of Golf invented at the same moment.
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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8104d66
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I should like to save the Shire, if I could - though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I don't feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and comfortable, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand the..
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tolkien
shire
frodo
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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050f45e
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Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet though you do not see them
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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c99ab38
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Fear nothing! Have peace until the morning! Heed no nightly noises!
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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c045e84
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How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep.
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tolkien
fantasy
lotr
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J.R.R. Tolkien |