— I didn't think it would end this way.
— End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path one that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back and all change to silver glass. And then you see it.
— What, Gandalf? See what?
— White shores. And beyond... A far green Country under a swift sunrise.
A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.
My dear Frodo... Hobbits really aren't basic creatures! You can learn all there is to know about their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you.
'In one thing you have not changed, dear friend,' said Aragorn: 'you still speak in riddles.'
'What? In riddles?' said Gandalf. 'No! For I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to; the long explanations needed by the young are wearying.'
There is only one Lord of the Ring! Only one that that can bind it to rule! And he does not share power!
The wise avoid talking about what he does not know.
— Simbelmyne. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. At last, that these evil days shall be mine... The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see the last days of my house...
— Theodred's death was not of your making.
— No parent should have to bury their child.
