Aragorn laid down on the long bed that had been prepared for him….Arwen…stood alone by his bed. And for all her wisdom and lineage she could not forbear to plead with him to stay yet for a while….
“Lady Undomiel,” said Aragorn, “the hour is indeed hard….I speak no comfort to you, for there is no comfort for such pain within the circles of the world….”
She said, “I say to you, King of the Numenoreans, not till now have I understood the tale of your people and their fall. As wicked fools I scorned them, but I pity them at last. For if this is indeed, as the Eldar say, the gift of the One to Men, it is bitter to receive.”
“So it seems,” he said. “But let us not be overthrown at the final test, who of old renounced the Shadow and the Ring. In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! We are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.”
(On the death of Aragorn, in the Appendix to The Lord of the Rings. The photo is of JRR Tolkien and his wife, Edith, the inspiration for his fictional characters Lúthien Tinúviel and Arwen Evenstar.)