Book: The Lord Of The Rings. Page 1

His grief will not be forgotten, but it does not darken, but makes him wiser.

We are coming, we are carrying fate.

Aragorn was very pleased with the boats. The rest of the Guardians also cheered up. Great dangers lay ahead of them, of which none of them doubted; but still, sailing towards dangers is much more pleasant than dragging on foot.

Evil continually breeds evil, no matter who brought it into the world.

I wouldn’t be able to lure me out of here with a pie - but after all, no one will do our business for us, which means it’s time to get ready for the road. Because, as my old man used to say, you can't do anything by sitting around.

After all, they don’t want any changes, but if you want to, you won’t change anything. They never even have tomorrow: you wake up in the morning - again today ... if you understand what I'm talking about.

I hope that our hardships and sorrows, at least for a while, will sink into oblivion.

In any case, only Gandalf can be blamed for Gandalf's actions!

How he wished he could turn back time!

Berezhenogo, as you know, and fate protects. None of us knows our fate - but we always hope for the best.

I like to admire the snowstorm from the window, in the morning, lying under a warm blanket.

Sam straightened his duffel bag and began to remember if he had taken everything: pots to cook food at rest camps (they are wise, they don’t think about it), a box of salt (no one will take care of it), hobbit tobacco (oh, a small store) , several pairs of woolen socks (the main thing on the road is warm feet) and various little things.

For future people.

Days slipped away into the past, and autumn was replaced by winter. The breeze blowing from the Misty Mountains was gradually filled with a chilling cold, the flying foliage rustled dryly, and the silvery blue of the sky faded.