I wish life was not so short. Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.

The world has changed. I see it in the water. I feel it in the Earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, For none now live who remember it.

Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords.

Not everyone who wanders is lost.

There are many powers in the world, for good or for evil. Some are greater than I am. Against some I have not yet been measured. But my time is coming.

For we put the thought of all that we love into all that we make.