Occupation: Writer Birth: January 3, 1892 Death: September 2, 1973
For Isildur would not surrender it to Elrond and Círdan who stood by. They counselled him to cast it into the fire of Orodruin night at hand... But I….
Speak, or I will put a dint in your hat that even a wizard will find hard to deal with!.
I have the hatred of apartheid in my bones..
But he that sows lies in the end shall not lack of a harvest, and soon he may rest from toil indeed, while others reap and sow in his stead..
Leave him! I said. I never mean to. I am going with him, if he climbs to the Moon; and if any of these Black Riders try to stop him, they'll have Sam….
Tomorrow we may come this way, And take the hidden paths that run Towards the Moon or to the Sun.
Why must you speak your thoughts? Silence, if fair words stick in your throat, would serve all our ends better..
We are never late. We arrive precisely when we mean to..
Let him go, you filth! Let him go! You will not touch him again!.
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow ….
His love for Frodo rose above all other thoughts, and forgetting his peril he cried aloud: 'I'm coming Mr. Frodo!.
He was as noble and fair in face as an elf-lord, as strong as a warrior, as wise as a wizard, as venerable as a king of dwarves, and as kind as summe….
The chief purpose of life, for any of us, is to increase according to our capacity our knowledge of God by all means we have, and to be moved by it t….
Human stories are practically always about one thing, really, aren't they? Death. The inevitability of death. . . . . . (quoting an obituary) 'There ….
In doubt a man of worth will trust to his own wisdom..
We meet again, at the turn of the tide. A great storm is coming, but the tide has turned..
And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her..
The treacherous are ever distrustful..
I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo. "So do I," said Gandalf, "and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for the….
The Nazgul they were; the Ringwraiths, the Enemy's most terribly servants; darkness went with them and they cried with the voices of death..
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, san….