Yet seldom do they fail of their seed, And that will lie in the dust and rot to spring up again in times and places unlooked-for. The deeds of Men will outlast us. J. R. R. Tolkien More Quotes by J. R. R. Tolkien More Quotes From J. R. R. Tolkien Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know. J. R. R. Tolkien wiseinspirationallife I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. J. R. R. Tolkien naturesummermorning For nothing is evil in the beginning. J. R. R. Tolkien mortalityevil The wise speak only of what they know J. R. R. Tolkien middle-earthspeakwise And so it was settled. Sam Gamgee married Rose Cotton in the spring of 1420 (which was also famous for its weddings), and they came and lived at Bag End. And if Sam thought himself lucky, Frodo knew that he was more lucky himself; for there was not a hobbit in the Shire that was looked after with such care. When the labours or repair had all been planned and set going he took to a quiet life, writing a good deal and going through all his notes. He resigned the office of Deputy Mayor at the Free Fair that Midsummer, and dear old Will Whitfoot had another seven years of presiding at Banquets. J. R. R. Tolkien writingspringyears It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to. J. R. R. Tolkien wisdomwiselife Faërie contains many things besides elves and fays, and besides dwarfs, witches, trolls, giants, or dragons; it holds the seas, the sun, the moon, the sky; and the earth, and all things that are in it: tree and bird, water and stone, wine and bread, and ourselves, mortal men, when we are enchanted. J. R. R. Tolkien winemoonmen It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen. J. R. R. Tolkien oceanseachildren For some time I lived in fear of receiving a letter signed 'S. Gollum'. That would have been more difficult to deal with. J. R. R. Tolkien receivingdifficultletters A story must be told or there'll be no story, yet it is the untold stories that are most moving. J. R. R. Tolkien untold-storiesstoriesmoving I am old, Gandalf. I don't look it, but I am beginning to feel it in my heart of hearts. Well-preserved indeed! Why, I feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread. That can't be right. I need a change, or something. J. R. R. Tolkien tiredheartmean Great engines crawled across the field; and in the midst was a huge ram, great as a forest-tree a hundred feet in length, swinging on mighty chains. Long had it been forging in the dark smithies of Mordor, and its hideous head, founded of black steel, was shaped in the likeness of a ravening wolf; on it spells of ruin lay. Grond they named it, in memory of the Hammer of the Underworld of old. Great beasts drew it, orcs surrounded it, and behind walked mountain-trolls to wield it. J. R. R. Tolkien feetdarkmemories 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. J. R. R. Tolkien marriagerealmemories Faithful heart may have froward tongue. J. R. R. Tolkien faithfulheartmay Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet though you do not see them J. R. R. Tolkien pathfeet So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings. J. R. R. Tolkien dragonsfirecourage It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious. J. R. R. Tolkien minesmy-own Now it is a strange thing, but things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and even gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a deal of telling anyway. J. R. R. Tolkien talesstrangemay A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen. J. R. R. Tolkien beakspenshens Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost! J. R. R. Tolkien cursecrushlost
