Elrond: You ride to war, but not to victory. Sauron's armies march on Minas Tirith, this you know. But in secret he sends another force which will attack from the river. A fleet of Corsairs ships sails from the south. They reach the city in two days.
[Gandalf is standing on the bridge, in front of the Balrog] Gandalf: You cannot pass! I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you, Flame of Udun! Go back to the shadow. You shall not pass!
Frodo: What do you want? Aragorn: A little more caution from you; that is no trinket you carry. Frodo: I carry nothing. Aragorn: Indeed. I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift.
Arwen: Why do you fear the past? You are Isildur's heir, not Isildur himself. You are not bound to his fate. Aragorn: The same blood flows in my veins. The same weakness. Arwen: Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it...
Saruman: Do you know how the Orcs first came into being? They were elves once, taken by the dark powers, tortured and mutilated. A ruined and terrible form of life. Now... perfected. My fighting Uruk-Hai. Whom do you serve? Lurtz: Saruman!
Gandalf: Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on much as it has these past age, full of its own comings and goings, scarcely aware of the existence of Hobbits... for which I am very thankful.
Boromir: The world of Men will fall, and all will come to darkness, my city to ruin. Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail.
Frodo: We're friends of Gandalf the Grey, can you tell him we've arrived? Barliman Butterbur: Gandalf? Gandalf... Oh, yes, I remember! Elderly chap, big gray beard, pointy hat. Not seen him for six months.
[after Frodo is stabbed by the Witch King] Aragorn: Sam, do you know the Athelas plant? Sam: Athelas? Aragorn: Kingsfoil. Sam: Kingsfoil, aye, it's a weed. Aragorn: It may help to slow the poison. Hurry!
Sam: [of Gandalf] They should do a bit about his fireworks. The finest rockets ever seen burst in colors of blue and green, then after that were silver showers that came falling like a rain of flowers. Oh no, that doesn't to them any justice.
[during the Battle of Helm's Deep, Gimli has killed an Uruk-Hai warrior] Gimli: Legolas! Two already! Legolas: I'm on seventeen! Gimli: Huh? I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me! [kills another one] Legolas: [shoots two more arrows] Nineteen!
Gollum: Oh! Cruel Hobbit! It does not care if we be hungry. It does not care if we should die! Not like Master. Master cares. Master knows. Yes, Precious... [Frodo takes hold of the Ring] Gollum: Once it takes hold of us it never lets go.
Faramir: I think at last we understand one another, Frodo Baggins. Madril: You know the laws of our country - the laws of your father. If you let them go your life will be forfeit. Faramir: Then it is forfeit. Release them.
Treebeard: We Ents cannot hold back this storm. We must weather such things as we have always done. Merry: How can that be your decision? Treebeard: This is not our war. Merry: But you're part of this world, aren't you?... You must help... please.
Elrond: Our time here is ending, Arwen's time is ending. Let her go... let her take the ship into the West. Let her bear her love for you to the Undying Lands, there it will be ever green... Aragorn: ...but never more than a memory.
We need a moderately-priced stock market… The market, like the Lord, helps those who help themselves. But, unlike the Lord, the market does not forgive those who know not what they do. For the investor, a too-high purchase price for the stock of an...
Twelve dead?” I said. “Jesus.
Jesus alone cleanses from sin; He only can forgive our transgressions.
Jesus is the Heir of God. We are joint-heirs of God.
Each of us is an innkeeper who decides if there is room for Jesus!
Jesus of Nazareth was a poet, no less than a prophet, of pre-eminent genius.
