The Lord of the Rings

If this is shelter, then one wall and no roof make a house.

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.

The company of the Ring shall be Nine; and the Nine Walkers shall be set against the Nine Riders that are evil.

Books ought to have good endings.

There must be someone with intelligence in the party.

The road must be trod, but it will be very hard. And neither strength nor wisdom will carry us far upon it. This quest may be attempted by the weak with as much hope as the strong. Yet such is oft the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world; small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.

But the only measure that he knows is desire, desire for power; and so he judges all hearts.

For nothing is evil in the beginning.

Now at this last we must take a hard road, a road unforeseen. There lies our hope, if hope it be. To walk into peril - to Mordor. We must send the Ring to the Fire.

Yet even the most subtle spiders may leave a weak thread.