J.R.R. Tolkien Quotes (232 Quotes)

From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring fallsAnd clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me todayWhat news of Boromir the Bold For he is long away.''Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to restAnd Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast.''O Boromir The Tower of Gaurd shall ever northward gazeTo Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'

Then another clear voice, as young and as ancient as Spring, like the song of a glad water flowing down into the night from a bright morning in the hills, came falling like silver to meet them.

But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. One Ring to rule them all. One by one, the Free Lands of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A Last Alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle Earth. Victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone.

The wide world is all about you you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot forever fence it out.

He should not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.

Surely you do not disbelieve the prophecies, because you had a hand in bringing them about yourself You don't really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your sole benefit You are a very fine per

It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.

Et Erello Endorenna utlien.Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn' Ambar-metta'Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come.In this place I will abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.'

It is a dangerous business going out your front door.

...to crooked eyes truth may wear a wry face.

What do you fear my lady' 'A cage. To stay behind bars until use and old age accept them and all chance of valor has gone beyond beyond recall or desire.

N-nothing important. That is, I heard a good deal about a ring, and a dark lord, and something about the end of the world, but please, Mr. Gandalf, sir, don't hurt me. Don't turn me into anything... unnatural.

He wondered what the mans name was and where he came from and if he was really evil at heart, or what lies or threats had lead him on the long march from his home and if he would not really have rather stayed there in peace

You can only come to the morning through the shadows.

For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but stricken, soon to fall and die

Cold be hand and heart and bone,and cold be sleep under stonenever more to wake on stony bed,never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.In the black wind the stars shall die,and still on gold here let them lie,till the dark lord lifts his handover dead sea and withered land.

Elbereth Gilthonielsilivren penna mrielo menel aglar elenathWe still remember, we who dwellIn this far land beneath the trees,Thy starlight on the Western Seas.

Last of all Hurin stood alone. Then he cast aside his shield, and wielded an axe two-handed and it is sung that the axe smoked in the black blood of the troll-guard of Gothmog until it withered, and each time that he slew Hurin cried 'Aure entuluva

Most English-speaking people ... will admit that Cellar Door is beautiful, especially if dissociated from its sense and from its spelling

The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc that one fears.

Grey as a mouse,Big as a house,Nose like a snake,I make the earth shake,As I tramp through the grassTrees crack as I pass.With horns in my mouthI walk in the South,Flapping big ears.Beyond count of yearsI stump round and round,Never lie on the ground,Not even to die.Oliphaunt am I,Biggest of all,Huge, old, and tall.If ever youd met meYou wouldnt forget me.If you never do,You wont think Im trueBut Oliphaunt am I,And I never lie.

Lord Denethor is Boromir's father. To bring him news of his beloved son's death would be most unwise. And don't mention Frodo or the ring. And say nothing of Aragorn either. In fact, it's best if you don't speak at all, Peregrin Took.

Aragorn Hold your ground, hold your ground. Sons of Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down, but it is not this day. This day we fight By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West

Strider I am to one fat man who lives within a day's march of foes that would freeze his heart, or lay his little town in ruin, if he were not guarded ceaselessly. Yet we would not have it otherwise. If simple folk are free from care and fear, simple they will be, and we must be secret to keep them so.

Deserves it I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. I have not much hope that Gollum can be cured before he dies, but there is a chance of it. And he is bound up with the fate of the Ring. My heart tells me that he has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before the end and when that comes, the pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many - yours not least.

It's like things are in the world. Hopes fail. An end comes. We have only a little time to wait now.

Oft hope is born, when all is forlorn.

It needs more to make a king than a piece of elvish glass, or a rabble such as this.

Fealty with love, Valor with honor, oathbreaking with vengeance.

But when I say free, I mean free free from bond, of chain or commandto go where you will, even, even to Mordor Saruman, if you desire.

Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the darkness fall.

He who breaks a thing to find out what it is, has left the path of wisdom.