J. R. R. Tolkien
J. R. R. Tolkien
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien CBE, FRSL, known by his pen name J. R. R. Tolkien, was an English writer, poet, philologist, and university professor who is best known as the author of the classic high-fantasy works The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and The Silmarillion...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth3 January 1892
waiting matter done
And then alas! I let the matter reset, watching and waiting only, as we have too often done.
lying names done
Now when Túrin learnt from Finduilas of what had passed, he was wrathful, and he said to Gwindor: 'In love I hold you for your rescue and sake-keeping. But now you have done ill to me, friend, to betray my right name, and call my doom upon me, from which I would lie hid.' But Gwindor answered: 'The doom lies in yourself, not in your name.
thinking done enough
I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done so since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence. I much prefer history – true or feigned– with its varied applicability to the thought and experience of readers. I think that many confuse applicability with allegory, but the one resides in the freedom of the reader, and the other in the purposed domination of the author.
doors done bells
That's done it! Now I've rung the front-door bell!
book beer done
I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.
home done lucky
Yes, I am here. And you are lucky to be here too after all the absurd things you've done since you left home.
behind crooked death fire passed son speak therefore till tongue wise words worm
The wise speak only of what they know, Grima son of Galmod. A witless worm have you become. Therefore be silent, and keep your forked tongue behind your teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a serving-man till th
ahead door far follow goes journey last others rest road sleep towards turn weary
The Road goes ever on and onOut from the door where it began.Now far ahead the Road has gone,Let others follow it who can!Let them a journey new begin,But I at last with weary feetWill turn towards the lighted inn,My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
valor
Fealty with love, Valor with honor, oathbreaking with vengeance.
beneath far land western
! Elbereth Gilthoniel!silivren penna mÃrielo menel aglar elenath!We still remember, we who dwellIn this far land beneath the trees,Thy starlight on the Western Seas.
hour star
A star shone at the hour of our meeting.
came dark elves fearless graves kings knew lord mark name passed paths people remembers river saw seas stars tom
Don't you know my name yet? That's the only answer. Tell me, who are you alone, yourself and nameless? But you are young and I am old. Eldest, that's what I am. Mark my words, my friends: Tom was here before the river and the trees; Tom remembers the first raindrop and the first acorn. He made paths before the Big People, and saw the little People arriving. He was here before the Kings and the graves and the Barrow-wights. When the Elves passed westward, Tom was here already, before the seas were bent. He knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
folk plain quiet
We are a plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures.
language languages life wants wish
I wish life was not so short, he thought. languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.