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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1ebdc1f | He smelt cake. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 0d353fd | We are lost, lost,' said Gollum. 'No name, no business, no Precious, nothing. Only empty. Only hungry; yes, we are hungry. A few little fishes, nasty bony little fishes, for a poor creature, and they say death. So wise they are; so just, so very just | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 6a5d12a | Yes, perhaps, yes' said Gollum. 'Smeagol always helps, if they asks - if they asks nicely.' ''Right!' says Sam. 'I does ask. And if that isn't nice enough, I begs. | humor sam-gamgee samwise-gamgee sméagol | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 366d3d9 | Aragorn looked at the pale stars, and at the moon, now sloping behind the western hills that enclosed the valley. 'This is a night as long as years', he said. 'How long will the day tarry?' 'Dawn is not far off', said Gamling, who had now climbed up beside him. 'But dawn will not help us, I fear' 'Yet dawn is ever the hope of men', said Aragorn. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 4eaf963 | it is horrible being all alone. | j-r-r-tolkien sad the-hobbit | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 96af4b5 | For a while the hobbits continued to talk and think of the past journey and of the perils that lay ahead; but such was the virtue of the land of Rivendell that soon all fear and anxiety was lifted from their minds. The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word.. | wisdom | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| a6bb9d0 | Frodo: I can't do this, Sam. Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. It's like in the great stories Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn't want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end it's only a passing thing this shadow, even darkness must pass.. | J. R. R. Tolkien | ||
| bc23af9 | I regard the tale of Arwen and Aragorn as the most important of the Appendices [in Lord of The Rings]; it is part of the essential story, and is only placed so, because it could not be worked into the main narrative without destroying its structure ... [From letter 181] | arwen arwen-and-aragorn | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 748b099 | I first read and when I was eighteen. It felt as though the author had taken every element I'd ever want in a story and woven them into one huge, seamless narrative; but more important, for me, Tolkien had created a place, a vast, beautiful, awesome landscape, which remained a resource long after the protagonists had finished their battles and gone their separate ways. In illustrating | lord-of-the-rings the-hobbit | Alan Lee | |
| a531785 | And far away, as Frodo put on the Ring and claimed it for his own, even in Sammath Naur the very heart of his realm, the Power in Barad-dur was shaken, and the Tower trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown. The Dark Lord was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the plain to the door that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the d.. | sauron | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| b47775d | all i know about the bible is that wherever it goes there's trouble. the only time i ever heard of it being useful was when a stretcher bearer i was with at the battle of dundee told me that he'd once gotten hit by a mauser bullet in the heart, only he was carrying a bible in his tunic pocket and the bible saved his life. he told me that ever since he'd always carried a bible into battle with him and he fled perfectly safe because god was i.. | Bryce Courtenay | ||
| fea0f0d | In truth, the situation was worse than they realized, and no one perceived this as clearly as Washington. Seeing things as they were, and not as he would wish them to be, was one of his salient strengths. | David McCullough | ||
| ee0f03d | Remove yourself, sir! | david-mccullough funny history john-adams | David McCullough | |
| 6ffc3de | Often, when forced from his hammock by exhausting and intolerably vivid dreams of the night, which, resuming his own intense thoughts through the day, carried them on amid a clashing of phrensies, and whirled them round and round in his blazing brain, till the very throbbing of his lifespot became insufferable anguish; and when, as was sometimes the case, these spritual throes in him heaved his being up from its base, and a chasm seemed ope.. | Herman Melville | ||
| 02aee91 | Call me Ishmael. Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntaril.. | first-lines water whale | Herman Melville | |
| 0c80836 | There she blows!-there she blows! A hump like a snow-hill! It is Moby Dick! | Herman Melville | ||
| c00bf40 | In life, the visible surface of the Sperm Whale is not the least among the many marvels he presents. Almost invariably it is all over obliquely crossed and re-crossed with numberless straight marks in thick array, something like those in the finest Italian line engravings. But these marks do not seem to be impressed upon the isinglass substance above mentioned, but seem to be seen through it, as if they were engraved upon the body itself. N.. | moby-dick whale whales | Herman Melville | |
| 7d71679 | There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness. | Herman Melville | ||
| 88b3013 | Money, you think, is the sole motive to pains and hazard, deception and devilry, in this world. How much money did the devil make by gulling Eve? | Herman Melville | ||
| b360ab5 | Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure. | creatures fish sea whales | Herman Melville | |
| d85812a | Were I the wind, I'd blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world. | world | Herman Melville | |
| 88a2646 | Yea, foolish mortals, Noah's flood is not yet subsided; two thirds of the fair world it yet covers. | Herman Melville | ||
| b67058c | what are the comprehensible terrors of man compared with the interlinked terrors and wonders of God! | Herman Melville | ||
| b037b3f | a purse is but a rag unless you have something in it. | Herman Melville | ||
| 8107992 | So, when on one side you hoist in Locke's head, you go over that way; but now, on the other side, hoist in Kant's and you come back again; but in very poor plight. Thus, some minds for ever keep trimming boat. Oh, ye foolish! throw all these thunder-heads overboard, and then you will float light and right. | Herman Melville | ||
| 59aad60 | Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago. | Herman Melville | ||
| eb19d19 | But Captain Vere was now again motionless, standing absorbed in thought. Again starting, he vehemently exclaimed, "Struck dead by an angel of God! Yet that angel must hang!" | Herman Melville | ||
| 70180f2 | How're your children, Mrs. Phelps?' he asked. 'You know I haven't any! No one in his right mind, the good Lord knows, would have children!' said Mrs. Phelps, not quite sure why she was angry with this man. 'I wouldn't say that,' said Mrs. Bowles. 'I've had TWO children by Caesarian section. No use going through all that agony for a baby. The world must reproduce, you know, the race must go on. Besides, they sometimes look just like you, and.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| eb96afe | She didn't watch the dead, ancient bone-chess cities slide under, or the old canals filled with emptiness and dreams. Past dry rivers and dry lakes they flew, like a shadow of the moon, like a torch burning. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2f7b5c2 | Don't they get afraid, then?" "They have a religion for that." | religion | Ray Bradbury | |
| a6fd4f1 | It's not books you need, it's some of the things that once were in books." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 1e1a3e4 | You always dread the unfamiliar...We must all be alike. Not everyone born free and equal as the Constitution says, but everyone made equal. Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f1ed5ad | Happiness is important. Fun is everything. And yet I kept sitting there saying to myself, I'm not happy, I'm not happy. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 3c50228 | To be asleep is to be dead. It is like death. So we dance, we dance so as not to be dead. We do not want that. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 456fe81 | First of all, it was October, a rare month for boys. Not that all months aren't rare. But one strange year, halloween came early....don't you ditch me jim nightshade...don't talk death. Someone might hear... | dark halloween jim will | Ray Bradbury | |
| 80833f9 | Montag, falling flat, going down, saw or felt, or imagined he saw or felt the walls go dark in Millie's face, heard her screaming, because in the millionth part of time left, she saw her own face reflected there, in a mirror instead of a crystal ball, and it was such a wildly empty face, all by itself in the room, touching nothing, starved and eating of itself, that at last she recognized it was her own... | montag | Ray Bradbury | |
| 696ef6b | Don't listen," whispered Faber. "He's trying to confuse. He's slippery. Watch out." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 25ea32d | One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight. At that time, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-three days old. Next door, William Halloway was thirteen years, eleven months, and twenty-four days old. Both touched toward fourteen; it almost trembled in their hands. And that was the October week when they grew up overnight, and were never so young any more... | supernatural temptation | Ray Bradbury | |
| 4d4ffe0 | No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it." | inspirational nature nights-outdoors | Ray Bradbury | |
| 8c9705d | Montag shook his head. He looked at a blank wall. The girl's face was there, really quite beautiful in memory: astonishing, in fact. She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty and knowing what it had to tell of the night passin.. | darkness montag sun | Ray Bradbury | |
| 12a773d | I take this continent with me into the grave. | humor poetry | Ray Bradbury | |
| 0703c02 | if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 48b366a | And the sea moved her back down the shore. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f6227d6 | That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain. . . . | Ray Bradbury |