Return Of The King Quotes by J. R. R. Tolkien and many others.
Alas, not me, lord!” she said. “Shadow lies on me still. Look not to me for healing! I am a shieldmaiden and my hand is ungentle.
I don’t want to be in a battle. But waiting on the edge of one I can’t escape is even worse.
Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master.
We set out to save the Shire, Sam and it has been saved – but not for me.
Let us remember that a traitor may betray himself and do good that he does not intend. It can be so, sometimes.
But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.
I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.
I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.
Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!” “But no living man am I!
Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.
Yet seldom do they fail of their seed, And that will lie in the dust and rot to spring up again in times and places unlooked-for. The deeds of Men will outlast us.
End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take.
Then she fell on her knees, saying: ‘I beg thee!’ ‘Nay, lady,’ he said, and taking her by the hand he raised her. The he kissed her hand, and sprang into the saddle, and rode away, and did not look back; and only those who knew him well and were near to him saw the pain that he bore.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
