Little by little, one travels far

Yes, I am white now,' said Gandalf. 'Indeed I am Saruman, one might almost say, Saruman as he should have been.

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

Then Aragorn was abashed, for he saw the elven-light in her eyes and the wisdom of many days; yet from that hour he loved Arwen Undómiel daughter of Elrond.

I'd got hobbits on my hands hadn't I?

I don't feel any guilt complex about The Lord of the Rings.

I am dreading the publication, for it will be impossible not to mind what is said. I have exposed my heart to be shot at.