Author of quotes: John Ronald Reuel Tolkien. Page 32

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And wither then? I cannot say.
The road runs all along,
Where's she calling?
Some cooks turn?
What pattern to weave?
Merge thousands of roads
In one single way.
Know the beginning and the end
Find out sometime.
(Hiking, careless pedestrian
Leaving izby sadness
The road runs from the gate
Tempting in the distance,
Recoiling thousands of ways
In one, turbulent as the river
Although, where I sail through it,
I don't know yet!)

He understood little children's tastes, but know that children love sweets and magic. Love the magic with the age of the leaves, and sweet he is and he is still adored.

- I'd like that to happen at another time - not in mine.
- And I would, too, and all who live to see such times. But choose not given. We can only decide how to manage their time.

Many that live deserve death. While others perish, though you deserve a long life. Can you reward them? So do not hurry to hand out death sentences. Even the wisest cannot foresee everything.
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.