How do you pick up the threads of an old life?
How do you go on when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back?
How do you go on when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back?
There are some things that time cannot mend, some hurts that go too deep that have taken hold...You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on...
~Frodo Baggins
~Frodo Baggins
I’m old, Gandalf. I know I don’t look it, but I’m beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel…thin. Sort of stretched, like…butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don’t expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.
~ Bilbo Baggins
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