And sometimes you didn't want to know the endโฆ because how could the end be happy?
J. R. R. TolkienWithout the high and noble the simple and vulgar is utterly mean; and without the simple and ordinary the noble and heroic is meaningless
J. R. R. TolkienJourneyโs end In western lands beneath the Sun The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night, And swaying branches bear The Elven-stars as jewels white Amid their branching hair. Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.J.
J. R. R. Tolkien