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
hatred bones apartheid
I have the hatred of apartheid in my bones...
thinking white hatred
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.
strong long hatred
Much of the same sort of degraded and filthy talk can still be heard among the orc-minded; dreary and repetitive with hatred and contempt, too long removed from good to retain even verbal vigour, save in the ears of those to whom only the squalid sounds strong.
hurt hatred doe
Often does hatred hurt itself.
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.
inspiring travel positivity
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.
love hope inspiration
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.