Thorin Oakenshield Quotes Novels & Stories

says Kate. “For Frodo!” Grace screams the loudest. “We’ve got to work on our cheer,” Kate says as everyone takes their position. Deep down, Grace’s cheer has reminded Kate of another quote Aragorn said in Return of the King; originally in Elvish: {I give hope to men. I keep none for myself.}

It is silent. “Arwen.” Bo says it without laughing, though it is obvious that he wants to. “Would-” “Do another.” Oscar doesn’t bother with apologizing or asking, smiling in a way of nearly laughing and trying to keep himself relaxed. “I want to be able to keep up with you.” Bo nods, his eyes falling shut as he attempts to consider what to quote. When he speaks, it is with a deeper voice though monotone. “A day may come when the courage of men fails, but it is not this day.”

I will be thankful every day from now on. “Oh?” Thorin smiled. I knew he was relieved that the Goddess had forgiven me of my misguidance. Thorin always believed I should not have been forever punished for what had transpired; I was unknowingly led astray, and the Goddess should have intervened instead of watching the misunderstanding continue. That was his opinion, anyway. I, however, understood. I could have been more selective. No, I should have been more selective, but I was desperate and blinded by my own determination. I was a fool, but Thorin, as a father figure and leader, wanted what was best for me.

assistant"> 奥汀 carried me back to the Golden Palace. After 索尔 cast a sleep spell, I lost consciousness. When I woke again, I was still surrounded by Thor and several dark priests. Seeing my eyes open, Thor stepped closer and asked, “It looks like you’re fine now. Does it still hurt?” I shook my head. “Go inform His Majesty,” he said to someone beside him. I sat up and looked out the window. The world felt strangely unfamiliar. The moment I thought of 西芙’s expression—her cold gaze, the decisive way she had pulled out the sword—I felt a chill spread through my entire body.

I demanded. What answered me were their crisp and loud laughs. They also shook their heads and ticked their tongues before they turned around and went straight to the door. However, the one who whipped me said something else before he closed the metal door. "Such a great warrior like Thorin, but now he looks like a useless and pathetic pet of the dark goddess. You've chosen the wrong path when you left the realm and followed her in the lands of the mortals!"

Was he really that vulnerable? “Ha haaa fine…FINE! IF I REALLY CAN’T HAVE THIS REALM, THEN NO ONE CAN!!” Thorin exclaimed. He looked back towards the cabin door, where some of his last remaining men stood guard. He sent an order while laughing crazily. “All of you! Go and kill those bastards in the dungeons. Now! I’ll drag you all to hell with me if I have to! It will be my perfect victory!”

Even from my seat I could feel the faint warmth rolling off it. “It’s firestone,” Thorin said, suddenly shy for the first time all day. “From our mountain. It stays warm, always. And it glows a little, when it gets dark.” He paused, then finished quietly, “So you won’t ever be afraid of the dark.” My heart performed a maneuver I chose not to examine. Across the table, Ciera was carefully studying her plate with the smile of a mother who had absolutely helped pick the stone but would deny it under oath.

He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “Are you sure you want to go home and pick up some stuff?” “I won’t have any clothes if not.” “I can take you shopping in the morning to get anything you need.” “What about to sleep in tonight?” “I can lend you a shirt,” his wicked smile was back. “Oh really, What’s with the wicked smile Mr. Thorn?” “Just imagining you in one of my shirts.” “Ok. Take me to yours.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. The longer I let the dust settle the better to be honest.”

I say, while still caressing her cheek. She continues to stare into my eyes and the same pull from before is back, the one that made me kiss her while she stood in a wedding dress. Everything in me tells me to do it again, to stake my claim on this woman I’ve always been in love with. /“Arkyn, you will only confuse her further,”/ Thorin speaks and shakes his head. /“She just watched her powerful father get taken down; this will do you no good.”/

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."