J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

I am mountains that crush. I am waves that crash. I am storms that shatter. I am the end.

I broke that town in half like a wooden match.

Four things greater than all things are Women and horses and power and War.

War is the father and king of all.

The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.

Apparently with no surprise To any happy Flower The Frost beheads it at its play -- In accidental power -- The blonde Assassin passes on -- The Sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another Day For an Approving God.

With that, the poignant charm vanished. Inside the fifth machine, all was rampant malignity. Deformed flowers thrust monstrous horned tusks and trumpets ending in blaring teeth through the crimson walls, rending them; the ravenous garden slavered over its prey and every brick was shown in the act of falling. Amid the violence of this transformation, the oblivion of the embrace went on. The awakened girl, in all her youthful loveliness, still clasped in the arms of a lover from whom all the flesh had fallen. He was a grinning skeleton.

If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone

[Whole] generations may be swept away by the madness of kings in the space of a single hour.

i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

Things seem to fall apart inevitably.

Your servant here, he has been told to say it clear, to say it cold: It's over, it ain't going any further And now the wheels of heaven stop you feel the devil's riding crop Get ready for the future: it is murder

I hear the mad song of a little bird and crush butterflies between my fingers.

I enjoy feeling physically strong, so maybe I'd like to be able to lift a building and launch it at someone.

What does a river like the Vistula carry away with it? Everything that goes to pieces: wood, glass, pencils, pacts ... chairs, bones, and sunsets too. What had long been forgotten rose to memory, floating on its back or stomach, with the help of the Vistula.

What you get with violence can be maintained only with violence

What's the good of having mastery over cosmic balance and knowing the secrets of fate if you can't blow something up?

Force, force, everywhere force; we ourselves a mysterious force in the centre of that. "There is not a leaf rotting on the highway but has Force in it: how else could it rot?" [As used in his time, by the word force, Carlyle means energy.]

Any fine morning, a power saw can fell a tree that took a thousand years to grow.

In the early ages of the world, according to the scripture chronology, there were no kings; the consequence of which was there were no wars; it is the pride of kings which throws mankind into confusion.