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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4bcf99c | I have no signs on my door--it was painted a week ago--, | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 9194198 | I name you Elf-friend; and may the stars shine upon the end of your road! | elf gimli gloin j-r-r-tolkien the-lord-of-the-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 9bde07b | And the Dwarf, hearing the names given in his own ancient tongue, looked up and met her eyes; and it seemed to him that he looked suddenly into the heart of an enemy and saw there love and understanding. Wonder came into his face, and then he smiled in answer. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 2c6489a | A cloak of darkness she wove about them when Melkor and Ungoliant set forth: an Unlight, | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 1fb50cd | Lazy Lob and crazy Cob are weaving webs to wind me. I am far more sweet than other meat, but still they cannot find me! Here am I, naughty little fly; you are fat and lazy. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| b2144cd | They have seen Death and ultimate defeat, and yet they would not in despair retreat, but oft to victory have tuned the lyre and kindled hearts with legendary fire, illuminating Now and dark Hath-been with light of suns as yet by no man seen. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 7dcb76f | And I would not have it said of me in song only that I was always left behind! | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| d048d0e | He was dark-haired as his mother, and promised to be like her in mood also; for he was not merry, and spoke little, though he learned to speak early and ever seemed older than his years. Turin was slow to forget injustice or mockery; but the fire of his father was also in him, and he could be sudden and fierce. Yet he was quick to pity, and the hurts or sadness of living things might move him to tears. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| abd2f77 | At length the Lady Galadriel released them from her eyes, and she smiled. 'Do not let your hearts be troubled,' she said. 'Tonight you shall sleep in peace.' Then they sighed and felt suddenly weary, as those who have been questioned long and deeply, though no words had been spoken openly. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 08b2366 | Float beyond the world of trees. Out into the whispering breeze, past the rushes, past the weeds, past the marsh's waving reeds. | song | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 3ef31f9 | Maedhros did deeds of surpassing valour, and the Orcs fled before his face; for since his torment upon Thangorodrim his spirit burned like a white fire within, and he was as one that returns from the dead. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| fbaaa9a | I seem to see ahead, in a kind of way. I know we are going to take a very long road, into darkness; but I know I can't turn back. | fate persistence | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 681ca3c | A good vocabulary is not acquired by reading books written according to some notion of the vocabulary of one's age group. It comes from reading books above one. | learning reading school vocabulary | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 2301ee7 | ent. When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough; When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow; When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the mountain-air, Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair! entwife. When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade; When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid; When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fil.. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| c36958d | Beowulf survives: for a time, for as long as learning keeps any honor in its land. And how long will that be? God ana wat. (Tolkien on the life and relevance of the Beowulf poem) | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 654b87a | There are in any case many heroes but very few good dragons. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 37f431c | The poet was, of course, always present to assist the debater. Though the of Lewis's Christian apologetics may be fallible, the imagination of the writing with its brilliantly-conceived analogies is itself enough to win a reader to his side. As Austin Farrer expressed it, "We think we are listening to an argument; in fact we are presented with a vision; and it is the vision that carries conviction." | Humphrey Carpenter | ||
| eeb4ead | Though he walked and breathed, and about him living leaves and flowers were stirred by the same cool wind as fanned his face, Frodo felt he was in a timeless land that did not fade or change or fall into forgetfulness. When he had gone and passed again into the outer world, still Frodo the wanderer from the Shire would walk there, upon the grass among elanor and niphredil in fair Lothlorien | j-r-r-tolkien the-fellowship-of-the-ring the-lord-of-the-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 7c2a5fe | Going on from there was the bravest thing he ever did. The tremendous things that happened afterwards were as nothing compared to it. He fought the real battle in the tunnel alone, before he ever saw the vast danger that lay in wait. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 486b946 | What did I tell you? Something's happening!' cried Sam. '"The war's going well," said Shagrat; but Gorbag he wasn't so sure. And he was right there too. Things are looking up, Mr. Frodo. haven't you got some hope now?' 'Well, no, not much, Sam,' Frodo sighed. 'That's away beyond the mountains. We're going east not west. And I'm so tired. And the Ring is so heavy, Sam. And I begin to see it in my mind all the time, like a great wheel of fire.. | hope j-r-r-tolkien the-lord-of-the-rings the-return-of-the-king wheel-of-fire | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 1d40ffa | I fear I am beyond your comprehension. - Gandalf the White | fear gandalf gandalf-the-white lord-of-the-rings the-two-towers | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| f7a8145 | Or rather, it made him into two people. He was by nature a cheerful almost irrepressible person with a great zest for life. He loved good talk and physical activity. He had a deep sense of humour and a great capacity for making friends. But from now onwards there was to be a second side, more private but predominant in his diaries and letters. This side of him was capable of bouts of profound despair. More precisely, and more closely relate.. | Humphrey Carpenter | ||
| 8cb8b5d | 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 who will see a world that I shall never know. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| e7ede1e | I don't deny it," said Frodo, looking at Sam, who was now grinning. "I don't deny it, but I'll never believe you are sleeping again, whether you snore or not. I shall kick you hard to make sure." | J. R. R. Tolkien | ||
| d2cecc3 | Smeagol won't grub for roots and carrotses and - taters. What's taters,precious, eh, what's taters?" "Po-ta-toes!" said Sam." -- | potatoes sméagol tolkien | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 4c89358 | Alas! there are some wounds that cannot be wholly cured," said Gandalf. "I fear it may be so with mine," said Frodo. "There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?" | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 6169173 | It depends on what you want," put in Merry. "You can trust us to stick to you through thick and thin- to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours- closer than you keep it yourself. But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone and go off without a word. We are your friends, Frodo. Anyway: there it is. We know most of what Gandalf has told you. We know a good deal about the Ring. We are horribly afraid- but we.. | the-fellowship-of-the-ring the-lord-of-the-rings | J. R. R. Tolkien | |
| 9a1b7f2 | We have an obligation to use the language. To push ourselves: to find out what words mean and how to deploy them, to communicate clearly, to say what we mean. We must not attempt to freeze language, or to pretend it is a dead thing that must be revered, but we should use it as a living thing, that flows, that borrows words, that allows meanings and pronunciations to change with time. We | Neil Gaiman | ||
| afdc2de | khly khtb w mjlh w rwznmh khwndh bwd. my dnst gr z khnh frr khnd mmkhn st bfrd nbb rwbrw shwd khh mmkhn bwd blyy srsh bywrnd. m z Trfy fsnh hy pryn r nyz khwndh bwd, ps my dnst adm hy khwb hm dr khnr hywl h wjwd drnd. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9ff1f38 | 1. Write. 2. Put one word after another. Find the right word, put it down. 3. Finish what you're writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it. 4. Put it aside. Read it pretending you've never read it before. Show it to friends whose opinion you respect and who like the kind of thing that this is. 5. Remember: when people tell you something's wrong or doesn't work for them, they are almost always right. When they tell you exactly.. | writing | Neil Gaiman | |
| fce4846 | The old religion is what gets the crops up and keeps your cock hard and makes sure that nobody builds a bloody great motorway through an area of outstanding natural beauty. The Gateway stands, and the hill stands, and the place stands. It's well, well over two thousand years old. You don't go mucking about with anything that powerful. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1e41859 | Even in dreams and in death, a monk and a fox are from different worlds, as they were in life, and in different worlds they will forever stay | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 60bacd7 | You made peace," said the buffalo man. "You took our words and made them your own. They never understood that they were here--and the people who worshiped them were here--because it suits us that they are here. But we can change our minds. And perhaps we will." -- | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bf87a4f | There was something empty at the bottom of all her words. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 680d15b | They were waiting for me in the books and in stories, after all, hiding inside the twenty six characters and a handful of punctuation marks. These letters and words, when placed in the right order, would conjure all manner of exotic beasts and people from the shadows, would reveal the motives and minds of insects and of cats. They were spells, spelled with words to make worlds, waiting for me, in the pages of books. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| cfe2500 | Because," announced Tristran, "every lover is in his heart a madman, and in his head a minstrel." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1d13578 | I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend... I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and Gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pret.. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 55909f7 | In the beginning - before the beginning - was the word. And the word was | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 6ef456f | The black bird cocked its head to one side, and then said, in a voice like stones being struck, 'You shadow man.' 'I'm Shadow,' said Shadow. The bird hopped up onto the fawn's rump, raised its head, ruffled its crown and neck feathers. It was enormous and its eyes were black beads. There was something intimidating about a bird that size, this close. 'Says he will see you in Kay-ro.' tokked the raven. Shadow wondered which of Odin's ravens t.. | mysteries | Neil Gaiman | |
| 12b1cf8 | I'll show you an imaginative re-creation, my fist imaginatively re-creating your fucken face for starters. | fighting leprechaun | Neil Gaiman | |
| f626a1b | A song can last long after the events and people in it are dust and dreams and gone. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b87a33f | Richard had met Jessica in France, on a weekend trip to Paris two years earlier; had in fact discovered her in the Louvre, trying to find the group of his office friends who had organized the trip. Staring up at an immense sculpture, he had stepped backwards into Jessica, who was admiring an extremely large and historically important diamond. He tried to apologize to her in French, which he did not speak, gave up, and began to apologize in .. | language-barrier | Neil Gaiman | |
| 1446ff5 | He wondered reflectively what would happen if you asked a nun where the Gents was. Probably the Pope sent you a sharp note or something. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2477e9a | For as soon as something becomes impossible it slipslides out of belief entirely, whether it's true or not. | impossibility possibility | Neil Gaiman |