"It is not a question of why. It is a question of when. I shall leave Middle-Earth when it is time, even if it would be only to the Halls of Mandos" he said, surprisingly in common, as he had seen the hurt face of the hobbit after the elf had hit a nerve. Ilenal's eyes went to Ever and then at Tanos. He was quiet, and did not continue his words after his eyes had returned to the huge mountais, snow exceeding down their tops
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan