|All that is gold does not glitter not all those that wander are lost.|
|Few can foresee whither their road will lead them, till they come to its end.|
|One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.|
|If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.|
|Little by little, one travels far.|
|'I wish life was not so short,' he thought. 'Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.'|
|...for advice is a dangerous gift, even from the wise to the wise, and all courses may run ill.|
|A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.|
|Do not meddle in the affairs of wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.|
|Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.|
|Fool of a Took!|
|His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking, best, or a pleasant mixture of them all.|
|I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.|
|I don't know half of you half as well as I should like and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.|
|It's a dangerous business going out your front door.|
|It's a job that's never started that takes the longest to finish.|
|Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give it to them Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends.|
|Nearly all marriages, even happy ones, are mistakes in the sense that almost certainly (in a more perfect world, or even with a little more care in this very imperfect one) both partners might be found more suitable mates. But the real soul-mate is the one you are actually married to.|
|Not all who wander are lost.|
|Some who have read the book, or at any rate have reviewed it, have found it boring, absurd, or contemptible, and I have no cause to complain, since I have similar opinions of their works...|
|Still round the corner there may wait, |
A new road or a secret gate.
|The Hobbits are just rustic English people, made small in size because it reflects the generally small reach of their imagination.|
|The world has changed.|
I see it in the water.
I feel it in the Earth.
I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost,
For none now live who remember it.
|There I lay staring upward, while the stars wheeled over... Faint to my ears came the gathered rumour of all lands: the springing and the dying, the song and the weeping, and the slow everlasting groan of overburdened stone.|
|With hope or without hope we will follow the trail of our enemies. And woe to them, if we prove the swifter!|