Oft hope is born when all is forlorn. - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

"In this hour, I do not believe that any darkness will endure."

"For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach."

"I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam."

"We set out to save the Shire, Sam and it has been saved - but not for me."

"Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's risingI came singing into the sun, sword unsheathing.To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!"