Tall ships and tall kings Three times three, What brought they from the foundered land Over the flowing sea? Seven stars and seven stones And one white tree. (The Two Towers)

I wished to be loved by another. But I desire no man's pity.

Valour needs first strength, then a weapon.

I'm a Roman Catholic! A devout Roman Catholic.

Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.

Fire, fear, foes! Awake!

Slight changes simply make a blur.