Thursday, June 7, 2012

Tolkien on the Theological Virtue of Hope

Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach -- J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

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