It needs but one foe to breed a war, and those who have not swords can still die upon them.

“Trente chevaux sur une colline rouge; D'abord ils mâchonnent,Puis ils frappent …”

“those who will defend authority against rebellion must not themselves rebel.”

“Green are the leaves I leave in Mirkwood.”

“Things are drawing towards the end now, unless I am mistaken. There is an unple…”