Yet at the last Beren was slain by the Wolf that came from the gates of Angband, and he died in the arms of Tinรบviel. But she chose mortality, and to die from the world, so that she might follow him; and it is sung that they met again beyond the Sundering Seas, and after a brief time walking alive once more in the green woods, together they passed, long ago, beyond the confines of this world. So it is that Lรบthien Tinรบviel alone of the Elf-kindred has died indeed and left the world, and they have lost her whom they most loved.
J. R. R. TolkienIt is wisdom to recognize necessity when all other courses have been weighed, though as folly it may appear to those who cling to false hope.
J. R. R. TolkienNo dragon can resist the fascination of riddling talk and of wasting time trying to understand it.
J. R. R. TolkienWar must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.
J. R. R. Tolkien