Hammer and tongs! I am so torn between rage and joy, that if I do not burst, it will be a marvel!

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

Evidently we look so much alike that your desire to make an incurable dent in my hat must be excused.

I will not give you counsel, saying do this, or do that. For not in doing or contriving, nor in choosing between this course and another, can I avail; but only in knowing what was and is, and in part also what shall be.

grows like a seed in the dark out of the leaf-mould of the mind: out of all that has been seen or thought or read, that has long ago been forgotten, descending into the deeps.

Dead men are not friends to living men, and give them no gifts. (Ghan-buri-Ghan, of allies during war)

But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.