The price good men pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men.
After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.
What do you fear, lady?” [Aragorn] asked. “A cage,” [Éowyn] said. “To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.
The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.
Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind blows out the candle and fans the bonfire.
The best portion of a good man’s life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.
Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.
When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.
Don’t stop there. I suppose there are also, what, vampires and werewolves and zombies?” “Of course there are. Although you mostly find zombies farther south, where the voudun priests are.” “What about mummies? Do they only hang around Egypt?” “Don’t be ridiculous. No one believes in mummies.
I don’t know that love changes. People change. Circumstances change.
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