I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations.
Adventures make one late for supper.
Leave him! I said. I never mean to. I am going with him, if he climbs to the Moon; and if any of these Black Riders try to stop him, they'll have Sam Gamgee to reckon with, I said. They laughed.
I'm in a position where it doesn't matter what people think of me now.
There is some good in this world, and it's worth fighting for.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.