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

After some while Bilbo became impatient. "Well, what is it?" he said. "The answer's not a kettle boiling over, as you seem to think by the noise you are making.

Without the high and noble the simple and vulgar is utterly mean; and without the simple and ordinary the noble and heroic is meaningless

Thank you, Sam," he said in a cracked whisper. "How far is there to go?" I don't know," said Sam, "because I don't know where we're going.

Many are the strange chances of the world, and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

The Resurrection is the eucatastrophe of the story of the Incarnation - This story begins and ends in joy.