Ultimately we've only got humanity to work with. It's only clay we've got..

But Sam turned to Bywater, and so came back up the Hill, as day was ending once more. And he went on, and there was yellow light, and fire within; an….

Orcs, and talking trees, and leagues of grass, and galloping riders, and glittering caves, and white towers and golden halls, and battles, and tall s….

The way is shut. Then they halted and looked at him and saw that he lived still; but he did not look at them. The way is shut, his voice said again. ….

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefe….

I am wholly in favour of 'dull stodges'. A surprising large proportion prove 'educable': for which a primary qualification is the willingness to do w….

And then alas! I let the matter reset, watching and waiting only, as we have too often done..

The Resurrection is the eucatastrophe of the story of the Incarnation - This story begins and ends in joy..

This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats ….

Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes..

But it seems that the wind is setting East, and the withering of all Woods may be drawing near..

And what do you wish?' he said at last. 'That what should be shall be,' she answered..

Fool of a Took!" he growled. "This is a serious journey, not a hobbit walking-party. Throw yourself in next time, and then you will be no further nui….

Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo, a star shines on the hour of our meeting..

I have no help to send, therefore I must go myself..

Don't leave me here alone! It's your Sam calling. Don't go where I can't follow! Wake up, Mr. Frodo!.

You ought not to be rude to an eagle, when you are only the size of a hobbit, and are up in hid eyrie at night!.

And now leave me in peace for a bit! I don't want to answer a string of questions while I am eating. I want to think!" "Good Heavens!" said Pippin. "….

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….

How could such a large door be kept secret from everybody outside, apart from the dragon?" [Bilbo] asked. He was only a little hobbit you must rememb….

I have talked quite long enough about my own follies. The thing is to finish the thing as devised and then let it be judged. But forgive me! It is wr….