J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

The last thing he ever said to me was, 'Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.

I'll see you in my dreams.

Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.

I'm gonna give all I've got to giveCross my heart, and I hope to live.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.

Baby I'll never forget none of that. Girl I told you I was comin back.

Goodbye, my love, my life. Goodbye, goodbye.

If I don't survive," I say, "tell Tobias I didn't want to leave him.

Say not 'Good-night' but in some brighter clime, bid me 'Good-morning.'

It were a grief so brief to part with thee. Farewell.

Goodbyes are sad, no matter what the promise of tomorrow is.

If I die, I will wait for you, do you understand? No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest, and then we’ll have so much to talk about when I see you again… (Bones)

Oh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.

Tania,” he whispers, “promise me you won’t forget me when I die.” “You won’t die, soldier,” she says. “You won’t die. Live! Live on, breathe on, claw onto life, and do not let go. Promise me you will live for me, and I promise you, when you’re done, I will be waiting for you.” She is sobbing. “Whenever you’re done, Alexander, I will be here, waiting for you.

We need to be together." "Why?" I asked softly. The word was carried away on the wind, but he heard. "Because I want you." I gave him a sad smile, wondering if we'd meet again in the land of the dead. "Wrong answer," I told him. I let go

Distance of Time and Place do really cure what they seem to aggravate; and taking Leave of our Friends resembles taking Leave of the World, concerning which it hath been often said, that it is not Death but Dying which is terrible.

Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

From here it sounds great to say we'll all get together soon, but all I know is this: you can call me fifty days or fifty years from now and I'll be glad to see you.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.

The return makes one love the farewell.