There is little or no magic about them, except the ordinary everyday sort which helps them to disappear quietly and quickly when large stupid folk like you and me come blundering along, making a noise like elephants which they can hear a mile off.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the fragile nature of magic and wonder, which can easily vanish in the presence of ignorance and clumsiness.
In this quote, J. R. R. Tolkien speaks to the concept that the magic in our lives, often represented by wonder and beauty, is delicate and tends to fade away when confronted with the loud and careless actions of ordinary people. It suggests that much of what we consider enchanting or extraordinary is commonplace and can be easily lost when we are not aware or respectful of its presence. The imagery of 'large stupid folk' hints at the idea that human folly can overshadow the subtle miracles around us.
In practice
During a speech about appreciating the small joys in life.
All the same, I should like it all plain and clear," said he obstinately, putting on his business manner (usually reserved for people who tried to borrow money off him), and doing his best to appear wise and prudent and professional and live up to Gandalf's recommendation. "Also I should like to know about risks, out-of-pocket expenses, time required and remuneration, and so forth"--by which he meant: "What am I going to get out of it ? and am I going to come back alive?
Go not to the Elves for counsel,_x000D_ for they will say both no and yes._x000D_ Elves seldom give unguarded advice,_x000D_ for advice is a dangerous gift,_x000D_ even from the wise to the wise,_x000D_ and all courses may run ill.
What did I tell you, Mr. Pippin?' said Sam, sheathing his sword. 'Wolves won't get him. That was an eye-opener, and no mistake! Nearly singed the hair off my head!
Under the Mountain dark and tall The King has come unto his hall! His foe is dead, the Worm of Dread, And ever so his foes shall fall. The sword is sharp, the spear is long, The arrow swift, the Gate is strong; The heart is bold that looks on gold; The dwarves no more shall suffer wrong. The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fells like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. -from The Hobbit (Dwarves Battle Song)
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 to praise and thanks.
Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.
Enlightenment is: absolute cooperation with the inevitable.
Decidedly it will never have been given to me to finish anything, except perhaps breathing. One must not be greedy.
You know, one of the ways we adapted to not being free was to think that our group identity was again, the way we were being black, and being down with the cards. That was the way we were going to get it. Unity was everything.
Those wars are unjust which are undertaken without provocation. For only a war waged for revenge or defence can actually be just.
The universe is a pretty big place. If it's just us, seems like an awful waste of space.
Every satisfaction he attains lays the seeds of some new desire, so that there is no end to the wishes of each individual will.
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