Being a cheerful hobbit, he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed. (Of Sam)

Fairy tale does not deny the existence of sorrow and failure: the possibility of these is necessary to the joy of deliverance. It denies (in the face of much evidence, if you will) universal final defeat...giving a fleeting glimpse of Joy; Joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief.

He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen came into his dreams.

Very potent influence on myself has been Finnish.

His rage passes description - the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted.

Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars, not if you care for such things.

If you're going to have a complicated story you must work to a map; otherwise you'll never make a map of it afterwards.