May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Farewell, and may the blessing of Elves and Men and all Free Folk go with you. May the stars shine upon your faces!

In this Music [the singing of the angels in harmony] the World was begun; for Iluvatar made visible the song of the Ainur,and they beheld it as a light in the darkness.

Where iss it, where iss it: my Precious, my Precious? It's ours, it is, and we wants it.

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

The wise speak only of what they know

The only just literary critic," he concluded, "is Christ, who admires more than does any man the gifts He Himself has bestowed.