When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West, Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!

It is no bad thing celebrating a simple life.

True education is a kind of never ending story — a matter of continual beginnings, of habitual fresh starts, of persistent newness.

Without the high and noble the simple and vulgar is utterly mean; and without the simple and ordinary the noble and heroic is meaningless

Hush! Take no notice!" - Gandalf

What do you fear, lady?" [Aragorn] asked. "A cage," [Éowyn] said. "To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.

A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.