It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons.

Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea

You have to understand the good in things, to detect the real evil.

Splendid! They used to go up like great lilies and snapdragons and laburnums of fire and hang in the twilight all evening!

Journey’s end In western lands beneath the Sun The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night, And swaying branches bear The Elven-stars as jewels white Amid their branching hair. Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.J.

I shall claim full amends for every fall and stubbed toe, if you do not lead us well.

Adventures make one late for supper.