All my own small perception of beauty both in majesty and simplicity is founded.
Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.
Why was I chosen?' 'Such questions cannot be answered,' said Gandalf. 'You may be sure that it was not for any merit that others do not possess. But you have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have.
Let the unseen days be. Today is more than enough.
Tears unnumbered ye shall shed.
The Resurrection is the eucatastrophe of the story of the Incarnation - This story begins and ends in joy.