Then Aragorn stooped and looked in her face, and it was indeed white as a lily, cold as frost, and hard as graven stone. But he bent and kissed her on the brow, and called her softly, saying: 'รowyn รomund's daughter, awake! For your enemy has passed away!' - Aragorn & รowyn
J. R. R. TolkienFor if joyful is the fountain that rises in the sun, its springs are in the wells of sorrow unfathomable at the foundations of the Earth.
J. R. R. TolkienWhere there are so many, all speech becomes a debate without end. But two together may perhaps find wisdom.
J. R. R. TolkienHis head was swimming, and he was far from certain even of the direction they had been going in when he had his fall. He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.
J. R. R. Tolkien