Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo, a star shines on the hour of our meeting.

Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

There are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now, and in for all sorts of fun wherever you go.

A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.

Why must you speak your thoughts? Silence, if fair words stick in your throat, would serve all our ends better.

Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself. Is everything sad going to come untrue? What's happened to the world?

Life is rather above the measure of us all (save for a very few perhaps). We all need literature that is above our measure--though we may not have sufficient energy for it all the time.