Truly songs and tales fall utterly short of the reality, O Smaug the Chiefest and greatest of Calamities.

Slight changes simply make a blur.

The birth, death, and resurrection of Jesus means that one day everything sad will come untrue.

The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break.

How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.

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

The chief purpose of life, for any of us, is to increase according to our capacity our knowledge of God by all means we have, and to be moved by it to praise and thanks.

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

It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons.

It is not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.

Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!

The mind dies, but its thoughts live on. The heart perishes, but its experiences live on. The body expires, but its spirit lives on.

It's through difficulty that we must discover our true ability.

With each stride, I realize I'm not so emotionally overwhelmed anymore. A sense of purpose and fulfillment has replaced my feelings of helplessness.

If there's—one person on the face of this earth who makes me sick it's the ninny who calls a thing 'improbable' because it happens to be outside his own special, puny experience of life.

I will not rest until no child goes hungry. All is possible.

People might look at you a bit funny, but it's okay. Artists are allowed to be a bit different.

Hope is not something you can just place in your back pocket or put your fingers around – it’s the belief in a world that has yet to exist.

What kind of freak is this kid who's giggling hysterically with the girls in the neighbouring beds, each with a crush on the other for being the same age when the rest of the world seems so old?

Voyaging begins when one burns one's boats, adventures begin with a shipwreck.

If you are playing bad you are going to lose here, on clay, on ice, or on the beach.