There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished. Nobody sees Gandalf, but that is no sign that there is no Gandalf. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor stout Men can see.
Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.
Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, and romance can push aside that curtain and view the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Ah, Elanor, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding. Thank Eru he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Elanor, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood. This site is maintained and updated by fans of The Lord of the Rings.