Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.
J. R. R. TolkienHere was one with an air of high nobility such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote: one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Eldar Race. He knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings.
J. R. R. TolkienWhat have I got in my pocket?" he said aloud. He was talking to himself, but Gollum thought it was a riddle, and he was frightfully upset. "Not fair! not fair!" he hissed. "It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in it's nassty little pocketsess?
J. R. R. TolkienYou cannot pass," he said. The orcs stood still, and a dead silence fell. "I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udรปn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass.
J. R. R. TolkienIf you mean you think it is my job to go into the secret passage first, O Thorin Thrainโs son Oakenshield, may your beard grow ever longer,โ he said crossly, โsay so at once and have done!
J. R. R. TolkienAmong the tales of sorrow and of ruin that came down to us from the darkness of those days there are yet some in which amid weeping there is joy and under the shadow of death light that endures. And of these histories most fair still in the ears of the Elves is the tale of Beren and Lรบthien
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