In one thing you have not changed, dear friend," said Aragorn: "you still speak in riddles." "What? In riddles?" said Gandalf. "No! For I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to; the long explanations needed by the young are wearying.

Aure entuluva! day shall come again!

And if Sam considered himself lucky, Frodo knew he was more lucky himself; for there was not a hobbit in the Shire that was looked after with such care.

I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.

Fear both the heat and the cold of your heart, and strive for patience, if you can.

Look, up at the sky. There is a light, a beauty up there, that no shadow can touch

When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West, Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best!