He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.
Things will go as they will, and there is no need to hurry to meet them.
I hope I never smell the smell of apples again!" said Fili. "My tub was full of ut. To smell apples everlastingly when you can scarcely move and are cold and sick with hunger is maddening. I could eat anything in the wide world now for hours on end - but not an apple!
For it is easier to shout 'Stop', than to do it
It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious.
The Darkness has begun. There will be no dawn.