The best Quotes from The Rings of Power

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."

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

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

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

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.

Sometimes the perilous path is the only path.

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."

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

When in doubt, Elanor Brandyfoot, always follow your nose.

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

The iron that must bear the most heavy of burdens must also endure the most rigorous tempering!

There are powers beyond darkness at work in this world. Perhaps on days such as this, we've little choice but to trust to their designs and surrender our own.

Every war is fought both without and within. Of that, every soldier must be mindful.

What cannot be known hollows the mind. Fill it not with guesswork.

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

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.

Despise not the labor which humbles the heart. Humility has saved entire kingdoms the proud have all but led to ruin.

A burden shared may either be halved or doubled. Depending on the heart that receives it.

Sometimes to find the light, we must first touch the darkness.

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.

Loyalty to a friend ought to be expected. Regardless of his race.

Swordsmanship is about balance, rather than strength. Fight with your feet. Not your arms.

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'."

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

Eärien: "I'm not in the habit of going off with strange young men."
Kemen: "Very wise. If I see any, you'll be the first to know."

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."

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

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

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.

In an instance like this, you'd do well to identify what it is that your opponent most fears. Give them a means of mastering it. So that you can master them.

Cleverness is for men of small ambition. I'd much rather it if you were wise, my son.

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.

Míriel: "With what authority do you speak, Elf? That of your people? Or are you a castaway, grasping for a handhold in a tempest?"
Galadriel: "There is a tempest in me. It swept me to this island for a reason. And it will not be quelled by you, Regent."

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?"

My children, we have endured much. We cast off our shackles. Crossed mountain, field, frost, and fallow 'til our feet bloodied the dirt. From Ered Mithrin to the Ephel Arnen, we have endured. Yet tonight, one more trial awaits us. Our enemy may be weak, their numbers meager, yet before this night is through, some of us will fall. But for the first time, you do so not as unnamed slaves in far-away lands, but as brothers. As brothers and sisters in our home! This is the night we reach out the iron hand of the Uruk and close our fist around these lands!

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.

I came because 20 years is far too long to stay away. Even for an Elf.

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.

Durin: "Lucky my future queen could convince a water rat to wear a mink coat. One more reason to count my blessings I married you, not Margid Rustborin."
Disa: "And what are the other reasons?"
Durin: "I'll tell you later."

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

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