“And now I understand something so frightening &wonderful-how the mind clings to the road it knows,rushing through crossroads, stickinglike lint to the familiar.”

“I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads”

“... Fear doesn't frighten me as much as it used to. I know it's from clinging, and I know it will pass [p. 29].”

“I know the answer now, but I’m so frightened I’ve forgotten the question.”

“I don't know how to say it, but after last night I feel different. I seem to see ahead, in a kind of way. I know we are going to take a very long road, into darkness; but I know I can't turn back. It isn't right to see Elves now, nor dragons, nor mountains, that I want - I don't rightly know what I want: but I have something to do before the end, and it lies ahead, not in the Shire. I must see it through, sir, if you understand me.”

“Now he understood clearly that roads do divide, at the crossroad there is a choice, and blinding oneself to it is a form of choosing, too; it is the fool's way, the coward's way.”