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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8d570d5 | Cheer up Thorin and Company! This is your expedition after all. Think of the treasure at the end, and forget the forest and the dragon, at any rate until tomorrow morning! | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| a2b1452 | Called, I say, though I have not called you to me, strangers from distant lands. You have come and are here met, in this very nick of time, by chance as it may seem. Yet it is not so. Believe rather that it is so ordered that we, who sit here, and none others, must now find counsel for the peril of the world. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 79c722e | So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending!" said Bilbo, and he turned his back on his adventure." -- | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 0fea81e | The sky was clear and the stars were growing bright. 'It's going to be a fine night,' he said aloud. 'That's good for a beginning. I feel like walking. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| fb4373f | Solo un amigo ha de censurar la locura del amigo. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 7fd2139 | Say rather that the Ring has no power over him. He is his own master. But he cannot alter the Ring itself, nor break its power over others. And now he is withdrawn into a little land, within bounds that he has set, though none can see them, waiting perhaps for a change of days, and he will not step beyond them. | fantasy ring tom-bombadil | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 9b47f47 | They lie in all the pools, pale faces, deep deep under the dark water. I saw them: grim faces and evil, and noble faces and sad. Many faces proud and fair, and weeds in their silver hair. But all foul, all rotting, all dead. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 05bb0a3 | Du findest ganz sicher etwas, wenn du nur suchst, allerdings nicht immer das, was du gesucht hast. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 463a81e | Let us enter! For it is only in the coming of Aragorn that any hope remains for the sick that lie in the House. Thus spake Ioreth, wise-woman of Gondor: The hands of the king are the hands of a healer, and so shall the rightful king be known. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 12534b7 | But this is terrible!' cried Frodo. 'Far worse than the worst that I imagined from your hints and warnings. O Gandalf, best of friends, what am I to do? For now I am really afraid. What am I to do? What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance!' 'Pity? It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need. And he has been well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so little hurt from th.. | frodo-baggins gandalf lord-of-the-rings | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 5a93fc2 | The bigger things get the smaller and duller or flatter the globe gets. It is getting to be all one blasted little provincial suburb. When they have introduced American sanitation, morale-pep, feminism, and mass production throughout the Near East, Middle East, Far East, U.S.S.R., the Pampas, el Gran Chaco, the Danubian Basin, Equatorial Africa, Hirther Further and Inner Mumbo-land, Gondhwannaland, Lhasas, and the villages of darkest Berksh.. | catholicism globalisation globalization | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| 19c9071 | The prime motive was the desire of a tale-teller to try his hand at a really long story that would hold the attention of readers, amuse them, delight them, and at times maybe excite them or deeply move them. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| debc2ba | You do not understand' said Pippin. 'You must go - and therefore we must too. Merry and I are coming with you. Sam is an excellent fellow, and would jump down a dragon'r throat to save you, if he did not trip over his own feet; but you will need more than one companion in your dangerous adventure. | companions friends | J.R.R. Tolkien | |
| f95fb7c | they would sit together under the stars, recalling the ages that were gone and all their joys and labours in the world, or holding council, concerning the days to come. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 8adb711 | What?' shouted Tom Bombadil, leaping up in the air. 'Old Man Willow? Naught worse than that, eh? That can soon be mended. I know the tune for him. Old grey Willow-man! I'll freeze his marrow cold, if he don't behave himself. I'll sing his roots off. I'll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away. Old Man Willow! | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 6929ae9 | For heart that is pitiless counteth not the power that pity hath, of which stern anger may be forged and a lightning kindled before which mountains fall. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 569d66c | Then breaking the silence Thingol said: 'Go your way therefore! Bring to me in your hand a Silmaril from Morgoth's crown; and then, if she will, Luthien may set her hand in yours. Then you shall have my jewel; and though the fate of Arda lie within the Silmarils, yet you shall hold me generous.' And those that heard these words perceived that Thingol would save his oath, and yet send Beren to his death; for they knew that not all the power .. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 1f459e7 | There cannot be any 'story' without a fall - all stories are ultimately about the fall - at least not for human minds as we know them and have them. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 5217fed | Our language now has become quick-moving (in syllables), and may be very supple and nimble, but is rather thin in sound and in sense too often diffuse and vague. the language of our forefathers, especially in verse, was slow, not very nimble, but very sonorous, and was intensely packed and concentrated - or could be in a good poet. | J.R.R. Tolkien | ||
| 3952841 | Coraline took a deep breath and stepped into the darkness, where strange voices whispered and distant winds howled. She became certain that there was something in the dark behind her: something very old and very slow. Her heart beat so hard and so loudly she was scared it would burst out of her chest. She closed her eyes against the dark. Eventually | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 2dd2268 | Shadow found himself starting to like Smith. He told himself that liking this man was not a sensible thing to do. He had met people like Smith before, people without consciences, without scruples, without hearts, and they were uniformly as dangerous as they were likeable. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 13b17cd | Surely you have considered terrorist activity?" | funny humour | Terry Pratchett | |
| eb25f50 | She really was pretty, for a grown-up, but when you are seven, beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative. | beauty child child-s-mind grown-up grown-ups imperative ursula-monkton | Neil Gaiman | |
| 16705b2 | And once I am there, I shall seek out Watson, if he still lives--and I fancy he does. It is irrational, I acknowledge, and yet I am certain that I would know, somehow, had Watson passed beyond the veil. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 22616f8 | People would fight over who owns a poisonous desert, if that desert was Jerusalem. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 1b6cc2a | Let's see. Well, seeing that today certainly is my day--why don't you call me Wednesday? Mister Wednesday. Although given the weather, it might as well be Thursday, eh? | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 0896928 | I have always felt," he said, "that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats" | Neil Gaiman | ||
| f074ef8 | We need individual stories. Without individuals we see only numbers: a thousand dead, a hundred thousand dead, "casualties may rise to a million." With individual stories, the statistics become people--but even that is a lie, for the people continue to suffer in numbers that themselves are numbing and meaningless." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 21ee05f | THE MAGICIAN They asked St. Germain's manservant if his master was truly a thousand years old, as it was rumored he had claimed. 'How would I know?" the man replied. "I have only been in the master's employ for three hundred years." | Neil Gaiman | ||
| cec3c0f | Because people would have to remember books, if other people burn them or forget them. We will commit them to memory. We will become them. We become authors. We become their books. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| b969c38 | Fiction allows us to slide into these other heads, these other places, and look out through other eyes. And then in the tale we stop before we die, or we die vicariously and unharmed, and in the world beyond the tale we turn the page or close the book, and we resume our lives | reading | Neil Gaiman | |
| c999169 | Brakuje mi slowa. Chodzi o odwrotnosc swietosci. - Profanum? - odparl Cien. - Nie. Chodzi mi o miejsca mniej swiete niz kazde inne. O ujemnej swietosci. Miejsca, w ktorych nie da sie postawic zadnej swiatyni, ktorych ludzie unikaja, a jesli juz je odwiedza, znikaja jak najszybciej moga. Jedynie bogowie moga stapac po tych miejscach, jesli oczywiscie ktos ich do tego zmusi. - Nie wiem - rzekl Cien. - Nie sadze, by istnialo takie slowo. - Cal.. | polish | Neil Gaiman | |
| 1221f1c | MY JUVENILE DELINQUENT IS SCREWING YOUR HONOR STUDENT. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| a7df9f9 | She prays she's bought another clutch of days. We save our lives in such unlikely ways. | neil | Neil Gaiman | |
| 961cd99 | It's like bees and honey. Each bee makes only a tiny, tiny drop of honey. It takes thousands of them, millions perhaps, all working together to make the pot of honey you have on your breakfast table. Now imagine that you could eat nothing but honey. That's what it's like for my kind of people...we feed on belief, on prayers, on love. It takes a lot of people believing just the tiniest bit to sustain us. That's what we need, instead of food... | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 30d58bf | This fight was old, Shadow thought, older than even Mr. Alice knew, and he was thinking that even as the creature's talons raked his chest. It was the fight of man against monster, and it was old as time: it was Theseus battling the Minotaur, it was Beowulf and Grendel, it was the fight of every hero who had ever stood between the firelight and the darkness and wiped the blood of something inhuman from his sword. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| bd875e6 | One who transmuted things from formlessness and shapelessness into that-which-was-not-real, but without which the real would have no meaning | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 9811244 | I serve the king of dreams and I do his bidding. But you are correct once I was a poet and like all poets I spent too long in the kingdom of dreams. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| e310155 | Everything had been going so well, he'd had it really under his thumb these few centuries. That's how it goes, you think you're on top of the world, and suddenly they spring Armageddon on you. | crowley humor | Neil Gaiman | |
| bb8cc2c | As coisas nao precisam ter acontecido para serem verdadeiras. Contos e sonhos sao verdades-sombras que vao perdurar quando os reles fatos nao forem mais do que po e cinzas esquecidas. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| d8117bb | What we read as adults should be read, I think, with no warnings or alerts beyond, perhaps: enter at your own risk. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 5844a89 | Nenhum homem, afirmou Donne, , mas estava errado. Se nao fossemos ilhas, perder-nos-iamos, afogados nas tragedias uns dos outros. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| f9381bb | Fear is contagious. You can catch it. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to say that they're scared for the fear to become real. | Neil Gaiman | ||
| 566bd54 | The Kin,' said the Doctor. 'A population that consists of only one creature, but able to move through time as easily and instinctively as a human can cross the road. There was only one of you. But you'd populate a place by moving backwards and forwards in time until there were hundreds of you, then thousands and millions, all interacting with yourselves at different moments on your own timeline. And this would go on until the local structur.. | Neil Gaiman |