"What
are you going to do then?" asked Pippin. "Knock on the doors
with your head, Peregrin Took," said Gandalf.
"You
are mighty in wizardry, Gandalf the White!" "That may be"
(answered Gandalf). "But if so, I have not shown it yet. I have but
given good counsel in peril, and made use of the speed of Shadowfax. Your own
valour has done more, and the stout legs of the Westfold-men marching through
the night."
"I
am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and
I cast you from the order and from the Council."
"I
am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor."
"For
an instant the door left my control and began to open! I had to speak a word
of Command."
"Other
evils there are that may come; for Sauron is himself but a servant or
emissary. Yet it is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to
do what is in us for the succour of those years wherein we are set, uprooting
the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have
clean earth to till. What weather they shall have is not ours to rule."
"The
Third Age was my age. I was the Enemy of Sauron; and my work is finished."
"Never
before has any voice dared to utter the words of that tongue in Imladris,
Gandalf the Grey," said Elrond. "And let us hope that none
will ever speak it here again," answered Gandalf. "Nonetheless I do
not ask your pardon, Master Elrond."
"If
you do not trust me to endure the test, you do not know me yet," (said
Denethor). "Nonetheless I do not trust you," said
Gandalf.
"I
will ride to Lossarnach with Ioreth behind me, and she shall take me to the
woods, but not to her sisters. And Shadowfax shall show her the meaning of
haste."
"With
that power I should have power too great and terrible. And over me the Ring
would gain a power still greater and more deadly...Do not tempt me!"
"Saruman,"
(said Gandalf), standing away from him, "only one hand at a time can
wield the One, and you know that well, so do not trouble to say we!"
"So
he is seeking it, seeking it, and all his thought is bent on it. It is his
great hope and our great fear."
"Pity? It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike
without need. And he has been well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so
little hurt from the evil, and escaped in the end, because he began his
ownership of the Ring so. With Pity."
"Deserves
it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve
life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in
judgment. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."
"Authority is not given to you, Steward of Gondor, to order the hour of
your death..."
"We must walk open-eyed into that trap, with courage, but small hope for
ourselves. For, my lords, it may well prove that we ourselves shall perish
utterly in a black battle far from the living lands; so that even if
Barad-dûr be thrown down, we shall not live to see a new age. But this, I
deem, is our duty. And better so than to perish nonetheless - as we surely
shall, if we sit here - and know as we die that no new age shall be."
“ 'Butterbur they call him,' thought I. 'If this delay was his fault, I will
melt all the butter in him. I will roast the old fool over a slow fire.'
"
"He is a moss-gatherer, and I have been a stone doomed to rolling."
"I am Gandalf, Gandalf the White, but Black is mightier still."
"Dangerous! And so am I, very dangerous: more dangerous than
anything you will ever meet, unless you are brought alive before the seat of
the Dark Lord."
"Yes, I am white now. Indeed I am Saruman, one might almost
say, Saruman as he should have been."
