I warn you, if you bore me, I shall take my revenge.

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

I felt a curious thrill, as if something had stirred in me, half wakened from sleep. There was something very remote and strange and beautiful behind those words, if I could grasp it, far beyond ancient English.

deep they delved us, fair they wrought us, high they builded us; but they are gone.

For a while they stood there, like men on the edge of a sleep where nightmare lurks, holding it off, though they know that they can only come to morning through the shadows.

Tall ships and tall kings Three times three, What brought they from the foundered land Over the flowing sea? Seven stars and seven stones And one white tree. (The Two Towers)

The wise speak only of what they know