J.R.R. Tolkien

Don't trust your head, Samwise, it is not the best part of you.

Better mistrust undeserved than rash words.

Indeed if fish had fish-lore and Wise-fish, it is probable that the business of anglers would be very little hindered.

They themselves do not see the world of light as we do, but our shapes cast shadows in their minds, which only the noon sun destroys.

And you, Ring-bearer,_ she said, turning to Frodo. __ come to you last who are not last in my thoughts. For you I have prepared this._ She held up a small crystal phial: it glittered as she moved it, and rays of white light sprang from her hand. __n this phial,_ she said, __s caught the light of Eärendil__ star, set amid the waters of my fountain. It will shine still brighter when night is about you. May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out. Remember Galadriel and her Mirror!__rodo took the phial, and for a moment as it shone between them, he saw her again standing like a queen, great and beautiful.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

For a while the hobbits continued to talk and think of the past journey and of the perils that lay ahead; but such was the virtue of the land of Rivendell that soon all fear and anxiety was lifted from their minds. The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word and song.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

A King will have his way in his own hall, be it folly or wisdom.

There are many things in the deep waters; and seas and lands may change. And it is not our part here to take thought only for a season, or for a few lives of Men, or for a passing age of the world. We should seek a final end of this menace, even if we do not hope to make one.

Wise men speak only of what they know

A fair vision had welcomed him in this land of disease.

Until the coming of another day of fear, they walked in silence with bowed heads.

There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.

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.

Never laugh at live dragons.

Literature shrivels in a universal language, and an uprooted language rots before it dies. And it should be possible to lift the eyes above the cant of the __anguage of Shakespeare_... sufficiently to realise the magnitude of the loss to humanity that the world-dominance of any one language now spoken would entail: no language has ever possessed but a small fraction of the varied excellences of human speech, and each language represents a different vision of life ...