Aragorn [to a young boy]: Give me your sword...What is your name?
Boy: Haleth, son of Hama, my lord...The men are saying we will not live out the night. They say that it is hopeless.
[Aragorn tests the balance of the obviously old, chipped sword, swings it around.]
Aragorn: This is a good sword. Haleth, son of Hama...there is always hope.
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Best New Blog finalist - 2003 Koufax Awards
A non-violent, counter-dominant, left-liberal, possibly charismatic, quasi anarcho-libertarian Quaker's take on politics, volleyball, and other esoterica.
Lo alecha ha-m'lacha ligmor, v'lo atah ben chorin l'hibateyl mimenah.