Ultimately we've only got humanity to work with. It's only clay we've got.

You have to understand the good in things, to detect the real evil.

Don't adventures ever have an end? I suppose not. Someone else always has to carry on on the story.

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

Faërie contains many things besides elves and fays, and besides dwarfs, witches, trolls, giants, or dragons; it holds the seas, the sun, the moon, the sky; and the earth, and all things that are in it: tree and bird, water and stone, wine and bread, and ourselves, mortal men, when we are enchanted.

Don't leave me here alone! It's your Sam calling. Don't go where I can't follow! Wake up, Mr. Frodo!

If people were in the habit of refering to 'King George's council, Winston and his gang,' it would go a long way to clearing thought, and reducing the frightful landslide into Theyocracy.