Don't put a lump of rock under my elbow again!

And here he was, a little halfling from the Shire, a simple hobbit of the quiet countryside, expected to find a way where the great ones could not go, or dared not go. It was an evil fate.

In this Music [the singing of the angels in harmony] the World was begun; for Iluvatar made visible the song of the Ainur,and they beheld it as a light in the darkness.

Escaping goblins to be caught by wolves!” he said, and it became a proverb, though we now say ‘out of the frying-pan into the fire’ in the same sort of uncomfortable situations.

History often resembles myth, because they are both ultimately of the same stuff.

I will not walk backward in life.

Don't dip your beard in the foam, Father!" They cried to Thorin. "It is long enough without watering it!