We don't want any adventures here! You might try over the Hill or Across the Water.

Sleep! I feel the need of it, as never I thought any dwarf could , riding is tiring work. Yet my axe is restless in my hand. Give me a row of orc-necks and room to swing and all weariness will fall from me!

You may not like my burglar, but please don't damage him.

The world was fair, the mountains tall In Elder Days before the fall.

The eyes were hollow and the carven head was broken, but about the high, stern forehead there was a coronal of silver and gold. A trailing plant with flowers like white stars had bound itself across the brows as if in reverence for the fallen king, and in the crevices of his stony hair yellow stonecrop gleamed. "They cannot conquer for ever!" said Frodo.

Things will go as they will, and there is no need to hurry to meet them.

All shall love me and despair.