The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.
Things will go as they will, and there is no need to hurry to meet them.
Help means ruin and saving means slaying.
The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places.
It is no bad thing celebrating a simple life.
Arise, arise, Riders of Théoden! Fell deeds awake, fire and slaughter! spear shall be shaken, shield be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now, ride now! Ride to Gondor!