Fantasy remains a human right: we make in our measure and in our derivative mode, because we are made: and not only made, but made in the image and likeness of a Maker.

I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to

There is no curse in Elvish, Entish or the tongues of Men for this treachery!

Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!

Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he'll go

Tears unnumbered ye shall shed.

Well, you can go on looking forward," said Gandalf. "There may be many unexpected feasts ahead of you.