261 Quotes About Sam

Safely on my way.''Safely!' said Sam. 'All alone and without me to help you? I couldn't have a borne it, it'd have been the death of me.'' It would be the death of you to come with me, Sam,' said Frodo,' and I could not borne that.''Not as certain as being left behind,' said Sam.'But I am going to Mordor.''I know that well enough, Mr. Frodo. Of course you are. And I'm coming with you.

Being a cheerful hobbit, he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed.

Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.

But hope, I can tell you, is an exhausting emotion; perhaps, along with fear, the most exhausting of all. It is like juggling eggs: the hope is the shell, and inside is despair. A single crack and the despair might spill everywhere, stain everything.

[I]t is difficult to imagine a set of beliefs more suggestive of mental illness than those that lie at the heart of many of our religious traditions.

At that moment there was a knock on the door, and Sam came in. He ran to Frodo and took his left hand, awkwardly and shyly. He stroked it gently and then he blushed and turned hastily away.

Looking at Sam was fine but it was the tasting I enjoyed most. Like the dew that watered fresh blossoms, Sam’s lips moved and left their mark against my heated skin. His scent of body wash and manliness– too inviting– left a delicious taste behind leaving me to desire the more I know I’ll never get.

Unable to keep myself from temptation any longer, I reached up and ran my hand through his hair, which as much as he tried, never looked anything other than curly. I further melted into him when he started stroking my arm. Up and down, repeatedly, in sweet sensual delight. I tried to steady my breathing by taking deep, measured breaths. I refused to let him know just how much his touch was effectual and tantalizing.

This is a poem for my favorite show SupernaturalUpon hearing about it I found it unusualOne summer night I thought I’d give it a watchAfter all it was a ninety seven percent matchThat night turned into morningI had finished the first few seasons without noticingSamTaught me to give a damnDeanTaught me that it’s okay to be seenCastielTaught me you can survive even if you’re not doing wellSo I will carry onEven after they are goneAnd the show is done