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We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false!

We wants it, we needs it. Must have the precious. They stole it from us. Sneaky little hobbitses. Wicked, tricksy, false!

J. R. R. Tolkien
Wicked, Needs, Want
"Fictional character: Gollum". "The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers", 2002.

After some time he felt for his pipe. It was not broken, and that was something. Then he felt for his pouch, and there was some tobacco in it, and that was something more. Then he felt for matches and he could not find any at all, and that shattered his hopes completely.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Broken, Shattered, Pipe
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.43, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Silver flow the streams from Celos to Erui In the green fields of Lebennin! Tall grows the grass there. In the wind from the Sea The white lilies sway, And the golden bells are shaken of mallos and alfirin In the green fields of Lebennin, In the wind from the Sea!

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Green Fields, Wind, Sea
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.857, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

But Sauron was not of mortal flesh, and though he was robbed now of that shape in which had wrought so great an evil, so that he could never again appear fair to the eyes of Men, yet his spirit arose out of the deep and passed as a shadow and a black wind over the sea, and came back to Middle-earth and to Mordor that was his home. There he took up again his great Ring in Barad-dur, and dwelt there, dark and silent, until he wrought himself a new guise, an image of malice and hatred made visible; and the Eye of Sauron the Terrible few could endure.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Home, Eye, Dark

What really happens is that the story-maker proves a successful 'sub-creator'. He makes a Secondary World which your mind can enter. Inside it, what he relates is 'true': it accords with the laws of that world. You therefore believe it, while you are, as it were, inside. The moment disbelief arises, the spell is broken; the magic, or rather art, has failed. You are then out in the Primary World again, looking at the little abortive Secondary World from outside.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Art, Believe, Successful
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “Tales from the Perilous Realm”, p.351, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Where iss it, where iss it: my Precious, my Precious? It's ours, it is, and we wants it.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Adventure, Want
1955 Gollum.The Two Towers, ch.1.

Shadowfax tossed his head and cried aloud, as if a trumpet had summoned him to battle. Then he sprang forward. Fire flew from his feet; night rushed over him. As he fell slowly into sleep, Pippin had a strange feeling: he and Gandalf were still as stone, seated upon the statue of a running horse, while the world rolled away beneath his feet with a great noise of wind.

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Running, Horse, Sleep
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.411, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

I should say that, in addition to my tree-love (it was originally called The Tree), it arose from my own pre-occupation with the Lord of the Rings, the knowledge that it would be finished in great detail or not at all, and the fear (near certainty) that it would be 'not at all'. The war had arisen to darken all horizons. But no such analyses are a complete explanation even of a short story.

J. R. R. Tolkien
War, Tree, Details
Letter to Caroline Everett, June 24, 1957.

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!

J. R. R. Tolkien
Beautiful, Queens, Dark

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.

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Spring, Lying, Men
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.855, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountain down.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Time, Kings, Flower
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit: 75th Anniversary Edition”, p.107, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Gandalf: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee. Have you been eavesdropping? Sam: I ain't been droppin' no eaves sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you'll follow me. Gandalf: A little late for trimming the verge, don't you think? Sam: I heard raised voices. Gandalf: What did you hear? Speak. Sam: 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.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Hurt, Cutting, Dark

For the trouble with the real folk of Faerie is that they do not always look like what they are; and they put on the pride and beauty that we would fain wear ourselves.

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Real, Pride, Looks
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “Tales from the Perilous Realm”, p.321, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never 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 hand over dead sea and withered land.

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Stars, Lying, Heart
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings”, p.107, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

I should like to save the Shire, if I could - though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I don't feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and comfortable, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand there again.

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Lying, Stupid, Dragons
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings”, p.53, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

We are plain quiet folk, and I have no use for adventures. Nasty, disturbing, and uncomfortable things.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Adventure, Use, Nasty
"The Hobbit". 75th Anniversary Edition,

Books ought to have good endings.How would this do: and they all settled down and lived together happily ever after?

J. R. R. Tolkien
Book, Together, Down And
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.197, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Somehow the killing of the giant spider, all alone by himself in the dark without the help of the wizard or the dwarves or of anyone else, made a great difference to Mr. Baggins. He felt a different person, and much fiercer and bolder in spite of an empty stomach, as he wiped his sword on the grass and put it back into its sheath.

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Dark, Dwarves, Differences
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.63, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

And yet, Eomer, I say to you that she loves you more truly than me, for you she loves and knows; but in me she loves only a shadow and a thought: a hope of glory and great deeds, and lands far from the fields of Rohan. - Aragorn to Eomer, of Eowyn

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Love You, Land, Shadow
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.849, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

He drew a deep breath. 'Well, I'm back,' he said.

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Said, Deep Breath, I'm Back
J. R. R. Tolkien (1994). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, Thorndike Pr

Sam, clinging to Frodo's arm, collapsed on a step in the black darkness. 'Poor old Bill!' he said in a choking voice. 'Poor old Bill! Wolves and snakes! But the snakes were too much for him. I had to choose, Mr. Frodo. I had to come with you.

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Snakes, Voice, Darkness
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.220, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Hobbits delighted in such things, if they were accurate; they liked to have books filled with things that they already knew, set out fair and square with no contradictions.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Book, Squares, Contradiction
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.20, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Every writer making a secondary world wishes in some measure to be a real maker, or hopes that he is drawing on reality: hopes that the peculiar quality of this secondary world (if not all the details) are derived from Reality, or are flowing into it.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Real, Drawing, Wish

Already he was a very different hobbit from the one that had run out without a pocket-handkerchief from Bag-End long ago. He had not had a pocket-handkerchief for ages.

J. R. R. Tolkien
Running, Long Ago, Age
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit: 75th Anniversary Edition”, p.234, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" “But no living man am I!

J. R. R. Tolkien
Men, Fool, May
J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.823, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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