Take it off! Take it off! Fool, take it off! Take off the Ring!

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...

It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life.

It is mine to give to whom I will, like my heart.

He hated it and loved it, as he hated and loved himself

There is darkness there that never sleeps.

He passed over Dor-nu-Fauglith like a wind amid the dust, and all that beheld his onset fled in amaze, thinking that Oromë himself was come: for a great madness of rage was upon him, so that his eyes shone like the eyes of the Valar. Thus he came alone to Angband's gates, and he sounded his horn, and smote once more upon the brazen doors, and challenged Morgoth to come forth to single combat. And Morgoth came.

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.