I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.
All's well that ends better.
I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.
I wish life was not so short. Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.