The best Quotes by Marigold Brandyfoot

Elves have forests to protect. Dwarves their mines. Men their fields of grain. Even trees have to worry about the soil beneath their roots. But we Harfoots have each other. We're safe.

Marigold Brandyfoot: "Poke me with that crutch again, I'll pluck the hair off your toes in your sleep!"
Largo Brandyfoot: "And I'll pluck off my ears while you're at it. It'd save me listenin' to your snorin'."

Where there is love, it is never truly dark.

If we didn't do everything we weren't supposed to, we'd hardly do anything at all.

One thing we can do better than any creature in all Middle-earth. We stay true to each other, with our hearts even bigger than our feet.

Alone, it's just a journey. Now, adventures, they must be shared.

Betimes, our paths are laid before us by powers greater than our own. In those moments, it's our task to make our feet go where our hearts wish not to tread.

Galadriel: "One will always corrupt. Two will divide."
Celebrimbor: "But with three, there is balance."

Elrond: "You're making that promise very difficult to keep."
Galadriel: "Were it easy, it would not require trust."

What will they do when you tell them that you were my ally? When you tell them that Sauron lives because of you?

Halbrand: "You bind me to the light. And I bind you to power. Together, we can save this Middle-earth."
Galadriel: "Save? Or rule?"
Halbrand: "I see no difference."
Galadriel: "And that is why I will never be at your side."

Ted: "You're scared of the seven dwarves?"
Robin: "Just of Doc. He's creepy... I mean, the guy went to medical school, what is he doing living with six coalminers."

Calling a Dwarf dishonest in her own home? That's a recipe for strong gravy!

Elves are like trees, grounded and focused from the trunk down but graceful and agile on top.

Elves are wonderful. They provoke wonder.
Elves are marvellous. They cause marvels.
Elves are fantastic. They create fantasies.
Elves are glamorous. They project glamour.
Elves are enchanting. They weave enchantment.
Elves are terrific. They beget terror.
The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake, and if you want to find snakes look for them behind words that have changed their meaning.
No one ever said elves are nice.
Elves are bad.

Such is of 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.

My friends… you bow to no one!

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of all.

Only you can show what you are. You choose by what you do.

Without friends, what are we surviving for? "Good little Harfoots, stick to the path, flee every danger." Heaven forbid we explore something new once!

Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.

We do not say goodbye. We say namárië. It means more than simply "farewell". It means, "Go towards goodness."

Elrond is as much a brother to me as if he'd been fired in my own mother's womb.

Twenty years might be the blink of an eye to an Elf. But I've lived an entire life in that time. A life you missed.

I have been awake since before the breaking of the first silence. In that time... I have had many names.

Tamar: "You're not so bad, low man."
Halbrand: "Well, then, I best make my retreat, while you've still got a warm opinion of me."

Miss Brandyfoot is young. With as much hair still to grow on her toes as sense between her ears.

Blovo Bolgerbuck. Bees. We all loved him, but he was an ijit.

True creation requires sacrifice.

A tower that can host a forge more powerful than any ever built. Able to birth a flame as hot as a dragon's tongue and as pure as starlight. The things we could use it to create could transform Middle-earth.

Since the mountain of fire's eruption, the Great Tree is all but bleeding leaves. Soon, the last will fall. And unless our people leave these shore, so shall we.

Hope is never mere, Elrond, even when it is meager. When all other senses sleep, the eye of hope is first to awaken, last to shut.

In my experience, it is unwise to live one's life guessing after signs and portents.

Galadriel: "Who is this mortal who speaks to me as if he has the slightest idea who I am?"
Elendil: "I have a daughter who runs fast, and a son who runs blind. Your eyes bear a striking resemblance to both."

From shadow you came. To shadow I bid you return!

Istar? In your tongue, that means "wise one". Or "wizard".

Disa: "Gerda, stop hitting your brother!"
Gerda: "We're playing the knocking game."
Disa: "Well, knock it off!"

Disa: "Are you suggesting Durin's got himself a wee girlfriend?"
Elrond: "There is none other than you, milady."
Disa: "I know. Who'd have him?"

In the end, this shadow is but a small and passing thing. There is light and high beauty forever beyond its reach. Find the light and the shadow will not find you.

Bronwyn: "Alfirin seeds."
Arondir: "It is a tradition among Elves. Before the battle begins, plant one."
Bronwyn: "New life, in defiance of death?"

Fath may bind one heart, but it is too fine a thread from which to hang a kingdom.

In this court, we gather daily to hammer out our island's future. But at the Blessing of the Children, we gather to welcome those who will live that future.

Statecraft is the art of attending to small matters as diligently as grand ones.

Pharazôn: "Sometimes the folly of youth is enough to make an old man weep."
Kemen: "Is it folly to try and stop a war?"
Pharazôn: "It's folly to kick against the current. You see, the tide may rise and drown a man, or fall and sweep him out to sea. The trick of mastering the current is to know which way it will turn next."

You have been told many lies. Some run so deep, even the rocks and roots now believe them. To untangle it all would all but require the creation of a new world. But that is something only the gods can do. And I am no god. At least... not yet.

It would seem I'm not the only Elf alive who has been transformed by darkness. Perhaps your search for Morgoth's successor should have ended in your own mirror.

When you lose everything, that's when you're finally free.