I have the hatred of apartheid in my bones; and most of all I detest the segregation or separation of Language and Literature. I do not care which of them you think White.

Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he'll go

The future, good or ill, was not forgotten, but ceased to have any power over the present. Health and hope grew strong in them, and they were content with each good day as it came, taking pleasure in every meal, and in every word and song.

Look, up at the sky. There is a light, a beauty up there, that no shadow can touch

Outside the ring of dancing warriors with spears and axes stood wolves at a respectful distance, watching and waiting.

There is no ship now that can bear me hence

Over the field rang his clear voice calling: ‘Death! Ride, ride to ruin and the world’s ending!