I put before you the one great thing to love on earth: the Blessed Sacrament.

Above all shadows rides the sun.

Ónen i-estel edain, ú-chebin estel anim. (I gave Hope to the Dúnedain, I have kept none for myself.) (Gilraen's linnod)

Don't dip your beard in the foam, Father!" They cried to Thorin. "It is long enough without watering it!

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

The romantic chivalric tradition takes, or at any rate has in the past taken, the young man's eye off women as they are, as companions in shipwreck not guiding stars.

Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go But under a tall tree will I lie And let the clouds go sailing by