He used often to say there was only one Road; that it was like a great river: its springs were at every doorstep, and every path was its tributary. 'It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,' he used to say. 'You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.

He may become like a glass filled with a clear light for eyes to see that can.

How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep...that have taken hold.

The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.

A few melancholy birds were pipping and wailing, until the round red sun sank slowly into the western shadows; then an empty silence fell

It never does to leave a live Dragon out of the equation.

Gandalf thought of most things; and though he could not do everything, he could do a great deal for friends in a tight corner.