"Shall we mourn here deedless forever, a shadow-folk, mist-haunting, dropping vain tears in the thankless sea?"
Fëanor, “Of the Flight of the Noldor”, the Silmarillion.
I always thought this was a really beautiful turn of phrase, in Fëanor’s speech to the Noldor. But I just realised it’s also horribly ironic because it’s basically exactly what happened to Maglor, in the end.
(Source: kanafinwhy, via elec3nity)
"Thus they broke off the hunt and returned to Nargothrond, and Lúthien was betrayed; for they held her fast, and took away her cloak, and she was not permitted to pass the gates or to speak with any save the brothers, Celegorm and Curufin. For now, believing that Beren and Felagund were prisoners beyond hope of aid, they purposed to let the King perish, and to keep Lúthien, and force Thingol to give her hand to Celegorm. Thus they would advance their power, and become the mightiest of the princes of the Noldor. And they did not purpose to seek the Silmarils by craft or war, or to suffer any others to do so, until they had all the might of the Elf-kingdoms under their hands."
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, p.173 (Of Beren and Lúthien)