Forth, and fear no darkness! Arise! Arise, Riders of Theoden! Spears shall be shaken,swords shall be splintered! A sword day...a red day...ere the sun rises! Ride now!...Ride now!...Ride! Ride to ruin and the world's ending! Death! "Death!" Death! "Death!" DEATH! "Death!" Forth, Eorlingas!!

I am no man

You have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have.

He was going to learn about sheep, and the high pasturages, and look at a wider sky, and walk ever further and further towards the Mountains, always uphill. Beyond that I cannot guess what became of him. Even little Niggle in his old home could glimpse the Mountains far away, and they got into the borders of his picture; but what they are really like, and what lies beyond them, only those can say who have climbed them.

Онзи, що бяга от участта си, може някой ден да открие, че само е избрал по-пряка пътека.

But I spoke hastily. We must not be hasty. I have become too hot. I must cool myself and think; for it is easier to shout stop! than to do it.

There are other men, and other lives, and time still to be.

He may become like a glass filled with a clear light for eyes to see that can.

Whether they've made the land, or the land's made them, it's hard to say, if you take my meaning.