J.R.R. Tolkien

I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history, true or feigned, with its consistent internal reference, and the green secondary world of Faërie with its own inner consistency of reality.

Not all those who wander are lost.

It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.

Fantasy is a natural human activity. It certainly does not destroy or even insult Reason; and it does not either beguile Children or delude them by its pleasantness into taking non-existent things for real. On the contrary, of all the faculties of man, Fantasy is the one least injured by the Fall and still remains in a measure the creative power of God's image.

The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, and in the shadow of its pain it is stronger.

I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Where there's a whip there's a way.

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.

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

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

Little by little, one travels far.

Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are all alight.

I am a Baggins, I am a Hobbit!

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

Even the wise cannot see all ends.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there where most it promises.

Despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.