I'm sure I will think of many more, but these spring almost instantly to mind.
Gandalf to Frodo in Bag End:
So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
I can put it no plainer than by saying that Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, and not by its maker. In which case you also were meant to have it. And that may be an encouraging thought.
Pity? It was Pity that stayed his [Bilbo's] hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need . . . . Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. For even the very wise cannot see all ends . . . . My heart tells me that he [Gollum] has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before the end; and when that comes, the pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.
Sam to Frodo in Woodhall:
If you don't come back, sir, then I shan't, that's certain. Don't you leave him! they said to me. Leave him! I said. I never mean to. I am going with him, if he climbs to the Moon; and if any of those Black Riders try to stop him, they'll have Sam Gamgee to reckon with, I said. They laughed.
Frodo to The Council of Elrond:
I will take the Ring, though I do not know the way.
Galadriel at her Mirror:
In the place of a Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!
Faramir to Frodo in Henneth Annun:
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: the city of the Men of Numenor; and I would have her loved for her memory, her ancientry, her beauty, and her present wisdom. Not feared, save as men may fear the dignity of a man, old and wise.
Sam to Faramir at Henneth Annun:
Beautiful she [Galadriel] is, sir! Lovely! Sometimes like a great tree in flower, sometimes like a white daffadowndilly, small and slender like. Hard as di'monds, soft as moonlight. Warm as sunlight, cold as frost in the stars. Proud and far-off as a snow-mountain, and as merry as any lass I ever saw with daisies in her hair in springtime. But that's a lot o' nonsense, and all wide of my mark.
Eowyn/Dernhelm to the Witchking of Angmar on the Pelennor Fields:
Begone, foul dwimmerlaik, lord of carrion! Leave the dead in peace! . . . . But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Eowyn, I am, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.
Theoden to Merry on the Pelennor Fields:
Farewell, Master Holbytla! My body is broken. I go to my fathers. And even in their mighty company I shall not now be ashamed.
Faramir to Aragorn in the Houses of Healing:
My lord, you called me. I come. What does the King command? . . . For who would lie idle when the king has returned?
Aragorn to Eomer in the Houses of Healing:
Few other griefs amid the ill chances of this world have more bitterness and shame for a man's heart than to behold the love of a lady so fair and brave that cannot be returned.
Sam on Mount Doom:
I said I'd carry him, if it broke my back, and I will! Come, Mr. Frodo! I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well.
Faramir at Aragorn's coronation:
The last Steward of Gondor begs leave to surrender his office . . . . Men of Gondor, hear now the Steward of this Realm! Behold! one has come to claim the kingship again at last. Here is Aragorn son of Arathorn, chieftain of the Dunedain of Arnor, Captain of the Host of the West, bearer of the Star of the North, wielder of the Sword Reforged, victorious in battle, whose hands bring healing, the Elfstone, Elessar of the line of Valandil, Isildur's son, Elendil's son of Numenor. Shall he be king and enter into the City and dwell there? . . . Behold the King!
Gandalf at Aragorn's coronation:
Now come the days of the King, and may they be blessed while the thrones of the Valar endure!
Frodo to Sam at the Grey Havens:
I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.
Gilraen to Aragorn:
Onen i-Estel Edain, u-chebin estel anim. (I gave Hope to the Dunedain, I have kept no hope for myself.)
Aragorn to Arwen:
Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory. Farewell!
From the Tale of Aragorn and Arwen:
Then a great beauty was revealed in him, so that all who after came there looked on him in wonder; for they saw that the grace of his youth, and the valour of his manhood, and the wisdom and majesty of his age were blended together. And long there he lay, an image of the splendour of the Kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world.
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“Therefore I say: Eä! Let these things Be! And I will send forth into the Void the Flame Imperishable, and it shall be at the heart of the World, and the World shall Be.”