J. R. R. Tolkien
J. R. R. Tolkien
John Ronald Reuel Tolkien CBE, FRSL, known by his pen name J. R. R. Tolkien, was an English writer, poet, philologist, and university professor who is best known as the author of the classic high-fantasy works The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and The Silmarillion...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth3 January 1892
deeds inspiring-movie middle-earth
Deeds will not be less valiant because they are unpraised.
dark light may
May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
dirty mean smell
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
kings lying dark
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men, doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
long say-anything towers
You must understand, young Hobbit, it takes a long time to say anything in Old Entish. And we never say anything unless it is worth taking a long time to say.
heart mind impossible
I am dreading the publication, for it will be impossible not to mind what is said. I have exposed my heart to be shot at.
strong hurt war
He was tall as a young tree, lithe, immensely strong, able swiftly to draw a great war-bow and shoot down a Nazgûl, endowed with the tremendous vitality of Elvish bodies, so hard and resistant to hurt that he went only in light shoes over rock or through snow, the most tireless of all the Fellowship.
morning son thinking
To think I should have lived to be goodmorninged by Belladonna Took's son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!
wall heart hands
Go back?" he thought. "No good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!" So up he got, and trotted along with his little sword held in front of him and one hand feeling the wall, and his heart all of a patter and a pitter.
hens beaks pens
A pen is to me as a beak is to a hen.
eye light glasses
He may become like a glass filled with a clear light for eyes to see that can.
war arrows towers
War must be, while we defend our lives against a destroyer who would devour all; but I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.
adventure dragons ifs
It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons.
planning-ahead dragons doe
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.