And sometimes you didn't want to know the end… because how could the end be happy?

And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge.

And long there he lay, an image of the splendour of the Kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world.

For even the very wise cannot see all ends.

There are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now, and in for all sorts of fun wherever you go.

evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in.

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