Sarah

“The sound of her footsteps was like a stream falling gently downhill over cool stones in the quiet of night.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“A sister they had, Galadriel, most beautiful of all the house of Finwë; her hair was lit with gold as though it had caught in a mesh the radiance of Laurelin.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion

“You are wise and fearless and fair, Lady Galadriel,' said Frodo. 'I will give you the One Ring, if you ask for it. It is too great a matter for me”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

“These words shall go with the gift,’ she said. ‘I do not foretell, for all foretelling is now vain: on the one hand lies darkness, and on the other only hope. But if hope should not fail, then I say to you, Gimli son of Glóin, that your hands shall flow with gold, and yet over you gold shall have no dominion.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring