THE LORD OF THE RINGS
''Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
''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


Pippin: ─ I didn’t think it would end this way.
─ End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path… One that we all must take.
The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass… And then you see it.
Pippin: ─ What? Gandalf?… See what?
─ White shores… and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.
Pippin: ─ Well, that isn’t so bad.
─ No… No it isn’t.