I have an unsatisfied desire to shoot well with a bow.

There is no ship now that can bear me hence

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

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say

Outside the ring of dancing warriors with spears and axes stood wolves at a respectful distance, watching and waiting.

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something.

She lifted up her hand and from the ring that she wore there issued a great light that illuminated her alone and left all else dark. She stood before Frodo seeming now tall beyond measurement, and beautiful beyond enduring, terrible and worshipful. Then she let her hand fall, and the light faded, and suddenly she laughed again, and lo! she was shrunken: a slender elf-woman, clad in simple white whose gentle voice was soft and sad.