Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, รowyn!
I wish I was at home in my nice hole by the fire, with the kettle just beginning to sing!
What does your heart tell you?
The praise of the praiseworthy is above all rewards.
The Darkness has begun. There will be no dawn.
Elrond raised his eyes and looked at him, and Frodo felt his heart pierced by the sudden keenness of the glance. 'If I understand aright all that I have heard,' he said, 'I think that this task is appointed for you, Frodo; and that if you do not find a way, no one will.