I may be a burglar...but I'm an honest one, I hope, more or less.

his old life lay behind in the mists, dark adventure lay in front.

The world changes, and all that once was strong now proves unsure.

A year shall I endure for every day that passes until your return.

I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.

Their 'magic' is Art, delivered from many of its human limitations.

Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes.

A friend of mine tells that I talk in shorthand and then smudge it.

I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory.

You have to understand the good in things, to detect the real evil.

I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.

Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master.

Fear nothing! Have peace until the morning! Heed no nightly noises!

A hunted man sometimes wearies of distrust and longs for friendship.

Your talk of sniffling riders with invisible noses has unsettled me.

Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.

The world was fair, the mountains tall In Elder Days before the fall.

A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.

All have their worth and each contributes to the worth of the others.

It matters little who is the enemy, if we cannot beat off his attack.

It seemed like all the way to tomorrow and over it to the days beyond.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Few there were who could change his courses by counsel. None by force.

I'm in a position where it doesn't matter what people think of me now.

O! Tril-lil-lil-lolly the valley is jolly, ha! ha! -Elves of Rivendell

The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places.

Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo, a star shines on the hour of our meeting.

Is it nice, my preciousss? Is it juicy? Is it scrumptiously crunchable?

Of all the things that men may heed 'Tis most of love they sing indeed.

It simply isn't an adventure worth telling if there aren't any dragons.

I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.

I want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.

Things will go as they will, and there is no need to hurry to meet them.

After all, I believe that legends and myths are largely made of 'truth'.

We set out to save the Shire, Sam and it has been saved - but not for me.

Ultimately we've only got humanity to work with. It's only clay we've got.

Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.

Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters.

He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.

We may stand, if only on one leg, or at least be left still upon our knees.

A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.

Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you.

Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" “But no living man am I!

Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!

There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.

There is no curse in Elvish, Entish or the tongues of Men for this treachery!

I put before you the one great thing to love on earth: the Blessed Sacrament.

Few can foresee whither their road will lead them, till they come to its end.

True courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one.

If you sit on the doorstep long enough, I daresay you will think of something

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