J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes About Running

Quotes about: Running

• Advice is a dangerous gift, even from the wise to the wise, and all courses may run ill.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Inspirational, Life, Wise

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.69, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Life, Inspiring, Running

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.690, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, for ever blest, since here did lie and here with lissom limbs did run beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, Lúthien Tinúviel more fair than Mortal tongue can tell. Though all to ruin fell the world and were dissolved and backward hurled; unmade into the old abyss, yet were its making good, for this - the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea - that Lúthien for a time should be.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Sweet, Lying

• Go not to the Elves for counsel,
  for they will say both no and yes.
  Elves seldom give unguarded advice,
  for advice is a dangerous gift,
  even from the wise to the wise,
  and all courses may run ill.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Wise, Running, Giving

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.69, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Journey’s end In western lands beneath the Sun The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night, And swaying branches bear The Elven-stars as jewels white Amid their branching hair. Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.J.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Strong, Stars

  J. R. R. Tolkien, “Journey's End”

• The King beneath the mountains, The King of carven stone, The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown shall be upholden, His harp shall be restrung, His halls shall echo golden To songs of yore re-sung. The woods shall wave on mountains. And grass beneath the sun; His wealth shall flow in fountains And the rivers golden run. The streams shall run in gladness, The lakes shall shine and burn, And sorrow fail and sadness At the Mountain-king’s return!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Song, Kings

  J. R. R. Tolkien, “The King”

• Tomorrow we may come this way, And take the hidden paths that run Towards the Moon or to the Sun

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Moon, May

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.65, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• The strongest must seek a way, say you? But I say: let a ploughman plough, but choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow- an Elf!

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Swimming, Light

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Lord of the Rings: One Volume”, p.209, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• 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.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Horse, Sleep

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

• 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

• Nay! Alas for us all! And for all that walk in the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream. But I count you blessed [...] for your loss you suffer of your own free will, and you might have chosen otherwise. But you have not forsaken your companions, and the least reward that you shall have is that the memory of Lothlórien shall remain ever clear and unstained in your heart, and shall neither fade nor grow stale.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Running, Memories, Blessed

  J.R.R. Tolkien (2012). “The Fellowship of the Ring: Being the First Part of The Lord of the Rings”, p.267, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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