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
mean kind please
please don't cook me, kind sirs! I am a good cook myself, and cook better than I cook, if you see what I mean.
wine bottles kind
It [discovering Finnish] was like discovering a wine-cellar filled with bottles of amazing wine of a kind and flavour never tasted before. It quite intoxicated me.
stories kind never-ending-story
True education is a kind of never-ending story . . .
kindness believe small-acts
Some believe it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay small acts of kindness and love.
death life
In life there can be no victor, for death comes to all and smites them.
horses king looked lords run shine smoothly swift
That is Shadowfax. He is cheif of the Maeras, lords of all horses, and not even Theoden, King of Rohan, has ever looked on a better. Does he not shine like silver, and run as smoothly as a swift stream?
crooked death fire lightning passed till words
I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a serving-man till the lightning falls.
appear cling courses false folly recognize though wisdom
It's wisdom to recognize necessity, when all other courses have been weighed, though as folly it may appear to those who cling to false hope.
king needs piece rabble
It needs more to make a king than a piece of elvish glass, or a rabble such as this.
danger lose others
It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: someone has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.
axe fall restless room row sleep swing weariness
Sleep! I feel the need of it. Yet my axe is restless in my hand. Give me a row of orc-necks and room to swing and all weariness will fall from me!
dragons snow
So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending.
full hurts multiply wars
The world is full enough of hurts and mischance without wars to multiply them.
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.