Haldir had gone on and was now climbing to the high flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself.

You have nice manners for a thief and a liar," said the dragon.

I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.

Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your Master.

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

Great heart will not be denied.

A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.