Elven Quotes

1. "Los que te aprecian ,y hasta los que no lo hacen ,te consuelan y te acompañan hasta el día del entierro . Después todos vuelven a lo suyo y se olvidan hasta de hacerte visitas. Y es entonces,al estar de nuevo solo,cuando eres realmente consciente de lo que has perdido."
Author: Ángeles Ibirika

2. "El problema de las palabras es que, una vez echadas, no pueden volverse solas a su dueño. De modo que a veces te las vuelven en la punta de un acero."
Author: Arturo Pérez Reverte

3. "¿Cuántas veces podía hacerte tanto daño una persona? [...] ¿Cuántos hombres vuelven de la guerra convertidos en mejores personas?Ninguno, por lo visto.¿Y cuántas mujeres aprenden de sus errores?Esta no."
Author: Brent Weeks

4. "Al fin, podrás ver esos ojos de mar que fluyen, se hacen espuma, vuelven a la calma verde, vuelven a inflamarse como una ola: tu los ves y te repites que no es cierto, que son unos ojos hermosos verdes idénticos a todos los hermosos ojos verdes que has conocido o podrás conocer."
Author: Carlos Fuentes

5. "Continuaré tirando pan al agua; y si mis hijos vuelven algún día, seré feliz."
Author: D.H. Lawrence

6. "You aren't falling apart. You're well beyond that. You're just rattling along now. Elven dolls doing what little you can to gather the pieces as they fall away. But you don't know how to properly reattach them—a doll does not repair itself. So you hug those brittle fragments to your chest until you simply cannot hug anymore. Until you've had to leave so many behind that you no longer remember what it is you're missing."
Author: Darrell Drake

7. "Hay senderos a los que nuestros propios miedos vuelven intransitables. La inseguridad y la angustia pueden llenar de abismos hasta los actos más sencillos. Cada uno tiene su propio Everest."
Author: Gabriel Rolón

8. "Los hijos, como los libros, son viajes al interior de una misma en los cuales el cuerpo, la mente y el alma cambian de direccion, se vuelven hacia el centro mismo de la existencia."
Author: Isabel Allende

9. "Los que de verdad me vuelven loco son esos libros que cuando acabas de leerlos piensas que ojalá el autor fuera amigo tuyo y pudieras llamarle por teléfono cuando quisieras."
Author: J.D. Salinger

10. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
Author: J.K. Rowling

11. "El otoño es mi estación favorita del año —dijo él al cabo de un rato—. No es que yo esté tonteando o algo así… pero me gustan las hojas cuando se tornan rojas y anaranjadas. Son hermosas a la luz de la luna, pero más concretamente, se trata de una transformación imposible. El verde de la primavera y el verano son sólo una sombra de la identidad auténtica de los árboles, y todo ese color cuando las noches se vuelven frías es un milagro cada vez que pasa. Es como si compensaran la pérdida del calor con todo su fuego. Me gusta el Otoño… —(...)—. Tú eres así. Eres hermosa y ardes llena de colorido, y ya es hora de que salgas a la luz. Así que digo… Autumn."
Author: J.R. Ward

12. "At first the beauty of the melodies and of the interwoven words in elven-tongues, even though he understood them little, held him in a spell, as soon as as he began to attend to them. Almost it seemed that the words took shape, and visions of far lands and bright things that he had never yet imagined opened out before him; and the firelit hall became like a golden mist above the seas of foam that sighed upon the margins of the world. Then the enchantment became more and more dreamlike, until he felt that an endless river of swelling gold and silver was flowing over him, too multitudinous for its pattern to be comprehended; it became part of the throbbing air about him, and it drenched and drowned him. swiftly he sank under its shining weight into a deep realm of sleep."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

13. "And all the host laughed and wept, and in the midst of their merriment and tears the clear voice of the minstrel rose like silver and gold, and all men were hushed. And he sang to them, now in the Elven-tongue, now in the speech of the West, until their hearts, wounded with sweet words, overflowed, and their joy was like swords, and they passed in thought out to regions where pain and delight flow together and tears are the very wine of blessedness."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

14. "Have tokens that I was bidden to show to thee - to thee in especial, if thou shouldst dare to come.' He signed to one of his guards, and he came forward bearing a bundle swathed in black cloths.The Messanger put these aside, and there to the wonder and dismay of all the Captains he held up first the short sword that Sam had carried, and next a grey cloak with an elven-brooch, and last the coat of mithril-mail that Frodo had worn wrapped in his tattered garments. A blackness came before their eyes, and it seemed to them in a moment of silence that the world stood still, but their hearts were dead and their last hope gone."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

15. "Now the Elves made many rings; but secretly Sauron made One Ring to rule all the others, and their power was bound up with it, to be subject wholly to it and to last only so long as it too should last. And much of the strength and will of Sauron passed into that One Ring; for the power of the Elven-rings was very great, and that which should govern them must be a thing of surpassing potency; and Sauron forged it in the Mountain of Fire in the Land of Shadow. And while he wore the One Ring he could perceive all the things that were done by means of the lesser rings, and he could see and govern the very thoughts of those that wore them."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

16. "Thus died Fingolfin, High King of the Noldor, most proud and valiant of the Elven-kings of old."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

17. "At the hill's foot Frodo found Aragorn, standing still and silent as a tree; but in his hand was a small golden bloom of elanor, and a light was in his eyes. He was wrapped in some fair memory: and as Frodo looked at him he knew that he beheld things as they had been in this same place. For the grim years were removed from the face of Aragorn, and he seemed clothed in white, a young lord fall and fair; and he spoke words in the Elvish tongue to one whom Frodo could not see. Arwen vanimelda, namarie! He said, and then he drew a breath, and returning out of his thought he looked at Frodo and smiled.`Here is the heart of Elvendom on earth,' he said, `and here my heart dwells ever, unless there be a light beyond the dark roads that we still must tread, you and I. Come with me!' And taking Frodo's hand in his, he left the hill of Cerin Amroth and came there never again as a living man."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

18. "Look, my friends!' he called. 'Here's a pretty hobbit-skin to wrap an elven princeling in! If it were known that hobbits had such hides, all the hunters of Middle Earth would be riding to the Shire."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

19. "On all this Bilbo looked with misery. He had taken his stand on Ravenhill among the Elves - partly because there was more chance of escape from that point, and partly (with the more Tookish part of his mind) because if he was going to be in a last desperate stand, he preferred on the whole to defend the Elvenking."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

20. "To the sea, to the sea! The white gulls are crying,The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.West, west away, the round sun is falling, Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling, The voices of my people that have gone before me? I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;For our days are ending and our years failing.I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,In Eressea, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!"
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

21. "Journey's endIn western lands beneath the SunThe flowers may rise in Spring,The trees may bud, the waters run,The merry finches sing.Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night,And swaying branches bearThe Elven-stars as jewels whiteAmid their branching hair.Though here at journey's end I lieIn darkness buried deep,Beyond all towers strong and high,Beyond all mountains steep,Above all shadows rides the SunAnd Stars for ever dwell:I will not say the Day is done,Nor bid the Stars farewell.J."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

22. "Gil-galad was an Elven-king.Of him the harpers sadly sing:the last whose realm was fair and freebetween the Mountains and the Sea.His sword was long, his lance was keen,his shining helm afar was seen;the countless stars of heaven's fieldwere mirrored in his silver shield.But long ago he rode away,and where he dwelleth none can say;for into darkness fell his starin Mordor where the shadows are."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

23. "I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew:Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew.Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea,And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a Golden Tree.Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone,In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion.There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years,While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears.O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither ShoreAnd in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor.But if of ships I now would sing, what ship would come to me,What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?"
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

24. "He did not know it, but Arwen Undómiel was also there, dwelling again for a time with the kin of her mother. She was little changed, for the mortal years had passed her by, yet her face was more grave, and her laughter now seldom was heard. But Aragorn was grown to full stature of body and mind, and Galadriel bade him cast aside his wayworn raiment, and she clothed him in silver and white, with a cloak of elven-grey and a bright gem on his brow. Then more than any kind of Men he appeared, and seemed rather an Elf-lord from the Isles of the West. And thus it was that Arwen first beheld him again after their long parting; and as he came walking towards her under the trees of Caras Galadhon laden with flowers of gold, her choice was made and her doom appointed."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

25. "Aragorn threw back his cloak. The elven-sheath glittered as he grasped it, and the bright blade of Andúril shone like a sudden flame as he swept it out. 'Elendil!' he cried. 'I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, Dúnadan, the heir of Isildur Elendil's son of Gondor. Here is the Sword that was Broken and is forged again! Will you aid me or thwart me? Choose swiftly!"
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

26. "Three Rings for Elven-Kings under the skySeven for the Dwarf-Lords in their halls of stoneNine for Mortal Men doomed to dieOne for the Dark Lord on his dark throneIn the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie"
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

27. "Then Aragorn was abashed, for he saw the elven-light in her eyes and the wisdom of many days; yet from that hour he loved Arwen Undómiel daughter of Elrond."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

28. "He halted amazed, thinking that he had strayed into a dream, or else that he had received the gift of the Elf-minstrels, who can make the things of which they sing appear before the eyes of those that listen.'For Aragorn had been singing a part of the The Lay of Lúthien which tells of the meeting of Lúthien and Beren in the forest of Neldoreth. And behold! there Lúthien walked before his eyes in Rivendell, clad in a mantle of silver and blue, fair as the twilight in Elven-home; her dark hair strayed in a sudden wind, and her brows were bound with gems like stars."
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien

29. "¿Qué nos importa hoy la suerte de nuestra primera novia, cuya llamada o el encuentro con ella esperábamos anhelantemente? ¿Qué nos importa, incluso, la suerte de la penúltima, si hace ya un año que no la vemos? ¿Qué nos importan los amigos del colegio, y los de la Universidad, y los siguientes, pese a que giraran en torno a ellos larguísimos tramos de nuestra existencia que parecían no ir a terminarse nunca? ¿Qué nos importan los que se desgajan, los que se van, los que nos dan la espalda y se apartan, los que dejamos caer y convertimos en invisibles, en meros nombres que sólo recordamos cuando por azar vuelven a alcanzar nuestros oídos, los que se mueren y así nos desertan?"
Author: Javier Marías

30. "Én vagyok a pont egy összetett mondat végén, amely mondat hosszú-hosszú évekkel ezelott, egy másik nyelven kezdodött, és amelyet az elejétol kell olvasni, hogy érteni lehessen a végét – azt, amikor megérkeztem én."
Author: Jeffrey Eugenides

31. "Friends are the family you choose (~ Nin/Ithilnin, Elven rogue)."
Author: Jess C. Scott

32. "En esta vida son pocos los momentos que se resuelven con un sí o con un no."
Author: Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

33. "...medité en ese laberinto perdido: lo imaginé inviolado y perfecto en la cumbre secreta de una montaña, lo imaginé borrado por arrozales o debajo del agua, lo imaginé infinito, no ya de quioscos ochavados y de sendas que vuelven, sino de ríos y provincias y reinos... Pensé en un laberinto de laberintos, en un sinuoso laberinto creciente que abarca el pasado y el porvenir y que implicara de algún modo a los astros."
Author: Jorge Luis Borges

34. "Cada vez que digo algo ellas se ríen, se miran entre sí para permitirse reír, y me vuelven a mirar otra vez, esperando mi siguiente gracia. Dios, las personas vivas son irritantes."
Author: Kendare Blake

35. "I was cold, hungry, and in a hole in the ground. But at least I had my elven porn, damnit!"
Author: Kim Harrison

36. "Uh... ," Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration."I'm kidding," I said. "It passed the lethal-amulet test, remember?""Not that. You keep it in your underwear drawer?"I hesitated, wondering why I was embarrassed. "Well, where do you put your elven magic?" I asked."
Author: Kim Harrison

37. "Hay intimidad en el dolor. Cualquiera que haya consolado a alguien que sufre lo sabe —la indefensa ternura, los abrazos y susurros, y el lento balanceo conjunto mientras dos se vuelven uno contra el enemigo, el dolor—."
Author: Laini Taylor

38. "No lo creo todavía estás llegando a mi lado y la noche es un puñado de estrellas y de alegría palpo gusto escucho y veo tu rostro tu paso largo tus manos y sin embargo todavía no lo creo tu regreso tiene tanto que ver contigo y conmigo que por cábala lo digo y por las dudas lo canto nadie nunca te reemplaza y las cosas más triviales se vuelven fundamentales porque estás llegando a casa sin embargo todavía dudo de esta buena suerte porque el cielo de tenerte me parece fantasía pero venís y es seguro y venís con tu mirada y por eso tu llegada hace mágico el futuro y aunque no siempre he entendido mis culpa y mis fracasos en cambio sé que en tus brazos el mundo tiene sentido y si beso la osadía y el misterio de tus labios no habrá dudas ni resabios te querré más todavía."
Author: Mario Benedetti Todavía

39. "Las mentiras machacadas día y noche se vuelven verdades."
Author: Mario Vargas Llosa

40. "He'd heard of elvenblossom wine. It was known for its stultifying bouquet of fruit blossoms and the battle-axe power of its alcohol content. Only those of elven blood could stomach the sweet stuff, he'd heard, and it was the alcoholic equivalent of being kicked in the head by a centaur."
Author: Mark Anthony

41. "Bah!" Magnus scoffed. "Humans always blame dwarves. A baby goes missing and it was a dwarf that stole it. A princess runs off with a second son of a king and it was a dwarf who lured her to a deep prison. And when they find her with the prince—lo, she was rescued!"A king is stabbed in the back in his own chapel, and a princess's toweris turned into a death trap," Royce called back to them. "Friends arebetrayed and trapped in a prison—yes, I can see your surprise. Where do they get such ideas?""Damn his elven ears," Magnus said."
Author: Michael J. Sullivan

42. "Las relaciones humanas se vuelven progresivamente imposibles, lo cual reduce otro tanto la cantidad de anécdotas de las que se compone una vida. Y poco a poco aparece el rostro de la muerte, en todo su esplendor."
Author: Michel Houellebecq

43. "Señor, las tristezas no se hicieron para las bestias, sino para los hombres; pero si los hombres las sienten demasiado, se vuelven bestias..."
Author: Miguel De Cervantes Saavedra

44. "A veces los perros perdidos vuelven a casa."
Author: Stephen King

45. "Es que tiene en el alma una perla, la inocencia; y las perlas no se disuelven en el fango.[...]Se revuelca en estiércol y sale de él recubierto de estrellas."
Author: Victor Hugo

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