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  • #1
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “Without music, life would be a mistake.”
    Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols

  • #2
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “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.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers

  • #3
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Nothing is so painful to the human mind as a great and sudden change.”
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #4
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #5
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “I wish it need not have happened in my time," said Frodo.
    "So do I," said Gandalf, "and 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.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #6
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #7
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #8
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in, but you cannot for ever fence it out.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #9
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. ”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #10
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “But it does not seem that I can trust anyone,' said Frodo.
    Sam looked at him unhappily. 'It all depends on what you want,' put in Merry. 'You can trust us to stick with you through thick and thin--to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours--closer than you keep it yourself. But you cannot trust us to let you face trouble alone, and go off without a word. We are your friends, Frodo.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #11
    Jarod K. Anderson
    “I couldn’t deny that the world that made the heron made me too, that we were of the same time and context, and somehow, in that moment, it didn’t feel possible that I was made to be miserable and afraid, to be measured by bank statements or resumes, not when there were living poems, descended from dinosaurs, walking beneath the silent trees just as they had long before the first written language.”
    Jarod K. Anderson, Something in the Woods Loves You

  • #12
    Jarod K. Anderson
    “Technically speaking, you can look at any human life as the sum of a complex collection of chemical reactions, in much the same way as you can look at any beautiful painting as a simple collection of pigments, which is to say, you can miss the point of anything.”
    Jarod K. Anderson, Something in the Woods Loves You

  • #13
    T. Kingfisher
    “No. I have many mothers. If I am hideous, then we are hideous together. And that made it easier, because in her heart of hearts, she could not believe that her mothers were anything but beautiful.”
    T. Kingfisher, Thornhedge

  • #14
    Piers Paul Read
    “To Pedro, God was the love which existed between two human beings, or a group of human beings. Thus love was all important.”
    Piers Paul Read, Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors

  • #15
    Piers Paul Read
    “You can make it tough, God,’ he prayed, ‘but don’t make it impossible.”
    Piers Paul Read, Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors

  • #16
    Piers Paul Read
    “He turned his head and saw a daisy growing by his nose. He picked it, sniffed it, and then handed it to Carlitos, who lay beside him. Carlitos took it from him and was about to smell it too, but instead he crammed it into his mouth and ate it.”
    Piers Paul Read, Alive: The Story of the Andes Survivors



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