J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes About Bones

Quotes about: Bones

• I have the hatred of apartheid in my bones; and most of all I detest the segregation or separation of Language and Literature. I do not care which of them you think White.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Thinking, White, Hatred

  Valedictory Address to the University of Oxford, reprinted in "The Monsters and the Critics" by Christopher Tolkien (2006), p. 238, June 5, 1959.

• 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.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  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

• Burn, burn tree and fern! Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch To light the night for our delight, Ya hey! Bake and toast ‘em, fry and roast ‘em! till beards blaze, and eyes glaze; till hair smells and skins crack, fat melts, and bones black in cinders lie beneath the sky! So dwarves shall die, and light the night for our delight, Ya hey! Ya-harri-hey! Ya hoy!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Lying, Eye, Night

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.60, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I'll get there, if I leave everything but my bones behind," said Sam. "And I'll carry Mr. Frodo up myself, if it breaks my back and heart.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Heart, Bones, Frodo

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.918, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• The dragon is withered, His bones are now crumbled; His armour is shivered, His splendour is humbled! Though sword shall be rusted, And throne and crown perish With strength that men trusted And wealth that they cherish, Here grass is still growing, And leaves are yet swinging, The white water flowing, And elves are yet singing Come! Tra-la-la-lally! Come back to the valley!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Men, Dragons, White

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Hobbit”, p.120, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I don't see why the likes o' thee
  Without axin' leave should go makin' free
  With the shank or the shin o' my father's kin;
  So hand the old bone over!
  Rover! Trover!
  Though dead he be, it belongs to he;
  So hand the old bnone over!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Father, Hands, Likes

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.153, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• I have the hatred of apartheid in my bones.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Hatred, Bones, Apartheid

  Valedictory address to the University of Oxford, 1959.

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