Aure entuluva! day shall come again!

The whole thing is quite hopeless, so it's no good worrying about tomorrow. It probably won't come.

To think I should have lived to be goodmorninged by Belladonna Took's son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!

Of course, it is likely enough, my friends,' he said slowly, 'likely enough that we are going to our doom: the last march of the Ents. But if we stayed home and did nothing, doom would find us anyway, sooner or later. That thought has long been growing in our hearts; and that is why we are marching now. It was not a hasty resolve. Now at least the last march of the Ents may be worth a song.

Dead men are not friends to living men, and give them no gifts. (Ghan-buri-Ghan, of allies during war)

I should have said Welsh has always attracted me. By its style and sound more than any other, ever though I first only saw it on coal trucks, I always wanted to know what it was about.

There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made.