Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.

And there was Frodo, pale and worn, and yet himself again; and in his eyes there was peace now, neither strain of will, nor madness, nor any fear. His burden was taken away.

Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know.

Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master.

There is no ship now that can bear me hence

I'm looking for someone to share in an adventure.

A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.