“Custom is the lord of everything, of mortals and immortals king. High violence it justifies, with hand uplifted plundering.”
“Everything mortal has moments immortal”
“Three Rings for Elven-Kings under the skySeven for the Dwarf-Lords in their halls of stoneNine for Mortal Men doomed to dieOne for the Dark Lord on his dark throneIn the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie”
“His Greatness the King Pteppicymon XXVIII, Lord of the Heavens, Charioteer of the Wagon of the Sun, Steersman of the Barque of the Sun, Guardian of the Secret Knowledge, Lord of the Horizon, Keeper of the Way, the Flail of Mercy, the High Born One, the Never Dying King.”
“O, let me kiss that hand!KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.”
“The less there is to justify a traditional custom, the harder it is to get rid of it”