For some time I lived in fear of receiving a letter signed 'S. Gollum'. That would have been more difficult to deal with.

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

Not all that have fallen are vanquished.

Why O why did I ever leave my hobbit-hole?" said poor Mr. Baggins, bumping up and down on Bombur's back.

And amid all the splendours of the World, its vast halls and spaces, and its wheeling fires, Ilúvatar chose a place for their habitation in the Deeps of Time and in the midst of the innumerable stars.

Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks, and the setting sun with the last light of Durin’s Day will shine upon the key-hole.

All's well that ends better.