But in the end it’s only a passing thing$$$ this shadow; even darkness must pass.

I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.

May it be a light to you in dark places$$$ when all other lights go out.

Few other griefs amid the ill chances of this world have more bitterness and shame for a man’s heart than to behold the love of a lady so fair and brave that cannot be returned.

The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little$$$ and it will fail$$$ to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true.

Despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.

But do not despise the lore that has come down from distant years; for oft it may chance that old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold$$$ it would be a merrier world.

Let him not vow to walk in the dark$$$ who has not seen the nightfall.

You step into the Road$$$ and if you don’t keep your feet$$$ there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.