Don't the great tales never end?""No, they never end as tales, " said Frodo. "But the people in them come, and go when their part's ended. Our part will end later – or sooner.

There is some good in this world, and it's worth fighting for.

I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to

Fair speech may hide a foul heart.

Better mistrust undeserved than rash words.

And here he was, a little halfling from the Shire, a simple hobbit of the quiet countryside, expected to find a way where the great ones could not go, or dared not go. It was an evil fate.

I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory.

The treacherous are ever distrustful.

Then holding the star aloft and the bright sword advanced, Frodo, hobbit of the Shire, walked steadily down to meet the eyes.

Few can foresee whither their road will lead them, till they come to its end.

And he smote the Balrog upon the mountainside.

The moment of existence is miraculous.

The Religion Of The Blue CircleReligious Leader Petra Cecilia Maria HermansBecause of peace, by peace, in peace.

When in love or inspired, An eternal kiss from the divineAwaits us all.

Stains tell a story, ” Zac said, waving his arms as he spoke. “My car is full of random stains.

Adding little amounts over time makes a huge difference

Each misstep leads to the next correct step.

I'm playing like Tarzan-and scoring like Jane.

If I can bicycle, I bicycle.

Ideas... they have the power

My soul is sick with every day's report of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.