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The Lord of the Rings is one of those things: if you like you do: if you don't, then you boo!

Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends.
Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? ...
That was "Gil Galad" from The Fellowship of the Ring
But long ago he rode away, and where he dwelleth none can say; for into darkness fell his star in Mordor where the shadows are.
were mirrored in his silver shield.
His sword was long, his lance was keen, his shining helm afar was seen; the countless stars of heaven's field
Gil-Galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: the last whose realm was fair and free between the Mountains and the Sea.
I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
with her anger to whatever lands he might come, and to thwart him in all ways that she could.
Her pride was unwilling to return, a defeated suppliant for pardon; but now she burned with desire to follow Fëanor
I cordially dislike allegory in all its manifestations, and always have done since I grew old and wary enough to detect its presence.
in black speech is "One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them"
Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul
On the holy mountain hear in witness and our vow remember, Manwë and Varda!
Eru Allfather! To the everlasting Darkness doom us if our deed faileth.
death we will deal him ere Day's ending, woe unto world's end! Our word hear thou,
finding keepeth or afar casteth a Silmaril. This swear we all:
shall defend him from Fëanor, and Fëanor's kin, whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh,
neither law, nor love, nor league of swords, dread nor danger, not Doom itself,