Quotes About The Misty Mountains

#1. Far over the misty mountains cold. To dungeons deep, and caverns old

J.R.R. Tolkien

#2. Far over the misty mountains grim To dungeons deep and caverns dim

Anonymous

#3. She had a bottle of water in her pack - a big one with a squeeze-top - but suddenly all Trisha wanted in the world was to prime the pump in the little hut and get a drink, cold and fresh, from its rusty lip. She would drink and pretend she was Bilbo Baggins, on his way to the Misty Mountains.

Stephen King

#4. As I got older, I had more experience with borders. Some literal - living in the dramatically blue misty mountains on the line between North Carolina and Tennessee, and living in California - home to expats, transplants, and refugees from both sides of innumerable borders.

Tim Pratt

#5. Open wide your heart and accept all the experiences of life. Don't let any moment go half-lived. Live with greatness even in moments of sadness and pain. It is no shame to trip and fall as you walk the path of life. Just get up and continue on your way.

Ilchi Lee

#6. Taste is to literature what bon ton is in society.

Madame De Stael

#7. Anyone can shoot a gun but the real power comes from non-violent means.

J.C. Phillips

#8. Dad's going steady with a pig in the barn.

Mojo Nixon

#9. Sin has been pardoned at such a price that we cannot henceforth trifle with it.

Charles Spurgeon

#10. Far over misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#11. Well, I suppose that, in a sense, every screen role is a favourite with me.

Dinah Sheridan

#12. I think that physics is about escaping the prison of the received thoughts and searching for novel ways of thinking the world, about trying to clear a bit the misty lake of insubstantial dreams, which reflect reality like the lake reflects the mountains.

Carlo Rovelli

#13. Thursday afternoon, the dark clouds closed in, and by Friday morning a heavy rain was falling. The mountain peaks were hazy sentinels, disappearing into misty fog that clung to the valley.

Danika Stone

#14. I remember something that my granny told me once about these misty mountains of ours they call the Smokies. Granny said God hung that haze on purpose, to hide these hills from the folks up in Heaven who was raised here, so they wouldn't look down and be homesick.

Vicki Lane