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| 472242c | Of the Three Rings that the Elves had preserved unsullied no open word was ever spoken among the Wise, and few even of the Eldar knew where they were bestowed. Yet after the fall of Sauron their power was ever at work, and where they abode there mirth also dwelt and all things were unstained by the griefs of time. Therefore ere the Third Age was ended the Elves perceived that the Ring of Sapphire was with Elrond, in the fair valley of Riven.. | elves galadriel imladris lorien rivendell three-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 96fd66f | There may come a time at last that I | Tolkien J. R. R. | ||
| b65aa28 | What exactly was Jesus' take on violent capitalism? I also have some big ideas for changing the way we think about literary morals as they pertain to legislation. Rather than suffer another attempt by the religious right to base our legalese upon the Bible, I would vote that we found it squarely upon the writings of J. R. R. Tolkien. The citizens of Middle Earth had much more tolerant policies in their governing bodies. For example, Elrond .. | Nick Offerman | ||
| 7e9f237 | The romantic chivalric tradition takes, or at any rate has in the past taken, the young man's eye off women as they are, as companions in shipwreck not guiding stars. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 1ddee0f | The great storm is coming, but the tide has turned. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| b5a681a | It is said that the skill of the Dwarves is in their hands rather than in their tongues, yet that is not true of Gimli. For none have ever made to me a request so bold and yet so courteous...I do not foretell, for all foretelling is now vain: on the one hand lies darkness, and on the other only hope. But if hope should not fail, then I say to you, Gimli son of Gloin, that your hands shall flow with gold, and yet over you gold shall have no .. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| d7e127d | I did nothing but run away from the time I was a puppy, and I kept on running and roving until one fine morning - a very fine morning, with the sun in my eyes - I fell over the world's edge chasing a butterfly. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 926e49b | And Iluvatar spoke to Ulmo, and said: 'Seest thou not how here in this little realm in the Deeps of Time Melkor hath made war upon thy province? He hath bethought him of bitter cold immoderate, and yet hath not destroyed the beauty of thy fountains, nor of my clear pools. Behold the snow, and the cunning work of frost! Melkor hath devised heats and fire without restraint, and hath not dried up thy desire nor utterly quelled the music of the.. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 3977900 | All now took leave of the Lord of the City and went to rest while they still could. Outside there was a starless blackness as Gandalf, with Pippin beside him bearing a small torch, made his way to their lodging. They did not speak until they were behind closed doors. Then at last Pippin took Gandalf's hand. 'Tell me,' he said, 'is there any hope? For Frodo, I mean; or at least mostly for Frodo.' Gandalf put his hand on Pippin's head. 'There.. | gandalf j-r-r-tolkien pippin the-lord-of-the-rings the-return-of-the-king | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| d066489 | evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 7da8f1c | The Light failed; but the Darkness that followed was more than loss of light. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| cc62763 | Frodo began to feel restless, and the old paths seemed too well-trodden. He looked at maps, and wondered what lay beyond their edges: maps made in the Shire showed mostly white spaces beyond its borders. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 58ff084 | Last of all Hurin stood alone. Then he cast aside his shield, and wielded an axe two-handed; and it is sung that the axe smoked in the black blood of the troll-guard of Gothmog until it withered, and each time that he slew Hurin cried: 'Aure entuluva! Day shall come again!' Seventy times he uttered that cry; but they took him at last alive... | fantasy hurin silmarillion | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 15a90a0 | I don't think I know your name.' 'Yes, yes my dear sir and I do know your name Mr. Bilbo Baggins. And you do know my name, though you don't remember that I belong to it. I am Gandalf, and Gandalf means me. | gandalf hobbit i-am-gandalf jrr-tolkien | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 5aa6c0c | For that woe is past,' said Galadriel; 'and I would take what joy is here left, untroubled by memory. And maybe there is woe enough yet to come, though still hope may seem bright. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 26e8d4c | You will soon be well, if I do not talk you to death. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 39dcf57 | It is best to love first what you are fitted to love, I suppose: you must start somewhere and have some roots, and the soil of the Shire is deep. Still there are things deeper and higher; and not a gaffer could tend his garden in what he calls peace but for them, whether he knows about them or not. I am glad that I know about them, a little. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 92af0db | But it is not your own Shire,' said Gildor. 'Others dwelt here before hobbits were; and others will dwell here again when hobbits are no more. The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| db8ec27 | There came a time near dawn on the eve of spring, and Luthien danced upon a green hill; and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world; and the song of Luthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where he feet had pa.. | fantasy luthien silmarillion | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 7c7d831 | Do you remember when we first met? I thought I had wandered into a dream. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 9310689 | If that's being queer, then we could do with a bit more queerness in these parts. | queer strange | J. R. R. Tolkien | |
| 11ca73e | Now I know what a piece of bacon feels like when it is suddenly picked out of the pan on a fork and put back on the shelf!" "No you don't!" he heard Dori answering, "because the bacon knows that it will get back in the pan sooner or later; and it is to be hoped we shan't. Also eagles aren't forks!" | humor relief | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 34dc07c | Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens,' said Gimli. 'Maybe,' said Elrond, 'but let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.' 'Yet sworn word may strengthen quaking heart,' said Gimli. 'Or break it,' said Elrond. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 9d42a72 | As he fell slowly into sleep, Pippin had a strange feeling: he and Gandalf were still as stone, seated upon the statue of a running horse, while the world rolled away beneath his feet with a great noise of wind. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| e566a4f | Perhaps it is better not to tell what you wish. if you cannot have it. | middle-earth tolkien wish wishing | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| b54b7a8 | 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? | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| bf509ff | The best dividends on the labor invested have invariably come from seeking more knowledge rather than more power." Signed Wilbur and Orville Wright, March 12, 1906." | David McCullough | ||
| 47836c9 | We cannot insure success, but we can deserve it. | David McCullough | ||
| 987fa31 | George P. A. Healy; "I knew no one in France, I was utterly ignorant of the language, I did not know what I should do when once there; but I was not yet one-and-twenty, and I had a great stock of courage, of inexperience--which is sometimes a great help--and a strong desire to be my very best." | george-p-a-healy traveling | David McCullough | |
| 23eddcd | He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it. | Herman Melville | ||
| e523c86 | However baby man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him, and pulverize the stateliest, stiffest frigate he can make; nevertheless, by the continual repetition of these very impressions, man has lost that sense of the full awfulness of the sea which aboriginally belongs to it. | nature science technology the-ocean the-sea | Herman Melville | |
| 6cb05b7 | You want the girl next door? Go next door! | Marisha Pessl | ||
| 8adf1da | They crashed the front door and grabbed at a woman, though she was not running, she was not trying to escape. She was only standing, weaving from side to side, her eyes fixed upon a nothingness in the wall as if they had struck her a terrible blow upon the head. Her tongue was moving in her mouth, and her eyes seemed to be trying to remember something, and then they remembered and her tongue moved again: "Play the man, Master Ridley; we sha.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d6463c5 | But why, why all the hurt? Because, said Mr. Halloway. You need fuel, gas, someting to run a carnival on, don't you? Women live off gossip, and what's gossip but a swap of headaches, sour spit, arthritic bones, ruptured and mended flesh, indiscretions, storms of madness, calms after the storms? If some people didn't have something juicy to chew on, their choppers would prolapse, their souls with them. Multiply their pleasure at funerals, th.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 1b119e8 | How many times can a man go down and still be alive? | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d54daac | I want to hold onto this funny thing. God, it's gotten big on me. I don't know what it is. I'm so damned unhappy, I'm so mad, and I don't know why. I feel like I'm putting on weight. I feel fat. I feel like I'm saving a lot of things, and I don't know what. I might even start reading books. | melancholy | Ray Bradbury | |
| 2e1b39a | Let me alone," said Mildred "Let alone!" He almost cried out with laughter. "Letting you alone is easy, but how can I leave alone? That's what's wrong. We need to be let alone. We need to be upset and stirred and bothered, once in a while, anyway. Nobody bothers anymore. Nobody thinks. Let a baby alone, why don't you? What would you have in twenty years? A savage, unable to think or talk--like us!" | books bothered savage talking thinking | Ray Bradbury | |
| d40e12e | The river was mild and leisurely, going away from the people who ate shadows for breakfast and steam for lunch and vapors for supper. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| bfcd122 | What should I do?" "Throw up in your typewriter every morning." "Yeah." "Clean up every noon." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2cf3f6e | So," said Moundshroud. "If we fly fast, maybe we can catch Pipkin. Grab his sweet Halloween corn-candy soul. Bring him back, pop him in bed, toast him warm, save his breath. What say, lads? Search and seek for lost Pipkin, and solve Halloween, all in one fell dark blow?" They thought of All Hallows' Night and the billion ghosts awandering the lonely lanes in cold winds and strange smokes. They thought of Pipkin, no more than a thimbleful of.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8626a7f | They'll fry you, bleach you, change you! Crack you, flake you away until you're nothing but a husband, a working man, the one with the money who pays so they can come sit in there devouring their evil chocalates! Do you think you could control them? | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2043e88 | My grandfather ran off the V-2 rocket film a dozen times and then hoped that someday our cities would open up more and let the green and the land and the wilderness in more, to remind people that we're allotted a little space on earth and that we survive in that wilderness that can take back what it has given, as easily as blowing its breath on us or sending the sea to tell us we are not so big. When we forget how close the wilderness is in.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 99daf2d | I don't know anything anymore | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8a9d20a | I know, i know. You're afraid of making mistakes. Don't be. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces. They beat me with sticks. By the times I was fort my blunt instrument has been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hid your ignorance, no one will hit you and you'll never learn. | ray-bradbury science-fiction | Ray Bradbury |