In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.

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

We are plain quiet folk, and I have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing, and uncomfortable things.

You aren't nearly through this adventure yet.

Faithful heart may have froward tongue.

May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.

Supernatural is a dangerous and difficult word in any of its senses, looser or stricter. But to fairies it can hardly be applied, unless super is taken merely as a superlative prefix. For it is man who is, in contrast to fairies, supernatural; whereas they are natural, far more natural than he. Such is their doom.