J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes About Pain

Quotes about: Pain

• And he sang to them, now in the Elven tongue, now in the speech of the West, until their hearts, wounded with sweet words, overflowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Sweet, Pain, Heart

  J. R. R. Tolkien (1980). “The Lord of the Rings: The return of the King”

• Are you in pain, Frodo?' said Gandalf quietly as he rode by Frodo's side. 'Well, yes I am,' said Frodo. 'It is my shoulder. The wound aches, and the memory of darkness is heavy on me. It was a year ago today.' 'Alas! there are some wounds that cannot be wholly cured,' said Gandalf. 'I fear it may be so with mine,' said Frodo. 'There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?' Gandalf did not answer.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Pain, Memories, Real

• And it is not always good to be healed in body. Nor is it always evil to die in battle, even in bitter pain. Were I permitted, in this dark hour I would choose the latter.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Pain, Dark, Evil

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.937, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But... I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Pain, House, Blades

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Return of the King: Being the Third Part of the Lord of the Rings”, p.767, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• All your words are but to say: you are a woman, and your part is in the house. But when the men have died in battle and honour, you have leave to be burned in the house, for the men will need it no more. But I am of the House of Erol and not a serving-woman. I can ride and wield blade, and I do not fear either pain or death.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Pain, Men, Honour You

• Then she fell on her knees, saying: 'I beg thee!' 'Nay, lady,' he said, and taking her by the hand he raised her. The he kissed her hand, and sprang into the saddle, and rode away, and did not look back; and only those who knew him well and were near to him saw the pain that he bore.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Pain, Hands, Looks

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.532, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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