J. R. R. Tolkien Quotes

I don't know where I'm really going to cha cha, but hopefully I can find a place.

There is only one valid species of voyage, which is walk towards the men.

Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth

Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied,- "If you seek for Eldorado.

Say it, reader. Say the word 'quest' out loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn't it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope.

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say

Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?

You are going to visit the land of marvels.

I climb, I backtrack. I float. I ramble my way home.

Don't wanna sleep, don't wanna die, just wanna go a-travellin' through the pastures of the sky

Going slowly [...] was the best way of being reminded that there is a relationship between Here and There, and that travel narrative was the story of There and Back.

Life is a journey, you know; and a lot of journeys, you go out, you come back.

The path to the mountain ahead of you? is not the path you took to the mountain you stand on.

No path back home is better than any other path.

But I shall follow the endless, winding way, — the flowing river in the cave of man; careless whither I be led, reckless where I land.

You began your journey here as a pup. Now you must find your way back. A new quest, a new start.

Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find."

We make the path by walking.

I don't really look for challenges as much as I like adventures. Other than that I'm just trying to find stories I want to tell.

I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.

The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I've known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path. . .

The writer is an explorer. Every step is an advance into a new land.

My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.