Farewell! wherever you fare, till your eyries receive you at the journey’s end!

If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over.

I go now to the halls of waiting to sit beside my fathers, until the world is renewed. Since I leave now all gold and silver, and go where it is of little worth, I wish to part in friendship from you, and I would take back my words and deeds at the Gate. . . If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

Home is now behind you, the world is ahead!

I warn you, if you bore me, I shall take my revenge.

No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly.

But to Sam the evening deepened to darkness as he stood at the Haven; and as he looked at the grey sea he saw only a shadow in the waters that was soon lost in the West. There he stood far into the night, hearing only the sigh and murmur of the waves on the shores of Middle-Earth, and the sound of them sank deep into his heart.