#tolkien

His grief he will not forget; but it will not darken his heart, it will teach him wisdom. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#tolkien #teaching

Well, you can go on looking forward," said Gandalf. "There may be many unexpected feasts ahead of you. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#tolkien #unexpected

It's the job that's never started as takes longest to finish. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#gamgee #hobbit #samwise #tolkien #job

Some who have read the book, or at any rate have reviewed it, have found it boring, absurd, or contemptible, and I have no cause to complain, since I have similar opinions of their works, or of the kinds of writing that they evidently prefer. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#bad-reviews #boring #complain #literary-criticism #lotr

More often than not, however, the person who flatly states 'Elves aren't like that!' is hard pressed to describe how they really look.... as if Tolkien has summoned archetypes from so deep in our minds that we can only recall them incompletely. ↗

— John Howe

#deep #describe #elves #hard #how

I'd never heard of the 'Lord of the Rings', actually. So I went to the bookstore and there it was, three shelves of books about Tolkien and Middle-earth, and I was like, 'Holy cow, what else am I missing out on?' ↗

— Sean Astin

#actually #am #books #bookstore #cow

An author cannot of course remain wholly unaffected by his experience, but the ways in which a story-germ uses the soil of experience are extremely complex, and attempts to define the process are at best guesses from evidence that is inadequate and ambiguous. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#tolkien #experience

You truly are the most astonishingly beautiful hobbit I’ve ever seen,” he said, and Tamsyn froze. “Hobbit??” “Um, yes?” he said, and Tamsyn looked down at herself in panic. Her suit had disappeared and been replaced by a straight dress in a rustic homespun fabric of a drab, brownish grey. Her hair still looked the same, she established when she grabbed a handful and held it up in front of her face, but when she scrabbled up and caught a glimpse of her feet, her legs immediately lost their strength again. She thudded back down hard and grabbed her left leg, yanking her foot up to her eyes. It was bare, large and very, very hairy. She checked her other foot as well, hoping against all laws of probability that it would be different, and groaned in consternation when it looked the same as the left one. “This can’t be true!” she wailed, scrambling to get up again. “I’m a hobbit! ↗

— Erica Dakin

#feet #hobbit #love #romance #shire

My name is growing all the time, and I’ve lived a very long, long time; so my name is like a story. Real names tell you the story of the things they belong to in my language, in the Old Entish as you might say. It is a lovely language, but it takes a very long time to say anything in it, because we do not say anything in it, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#language #name #the-two-towers #tolkien #love

Not even to see fair Lothlorien?' said Haldir. '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 grows perhaps the greater. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#fellowship-of-the-ring #j-r-r-tolkien #lord-of-the-rings #love