And it is not our part here to take thought only for a season, or for a few lives of Men, or for a passing age of the world.

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

Eastward the dawn rose, ridge behind ridge into the morning, and vanished out of eyesight into guess; it was no more than a glimmer blending with the hem of the sky, but it spoke to them, out of the memory and old tales, of the high and distant mountains.

But you comfort me, Gimli, I'm glad to have you standing nigh with your stout legs and your hard axe. I wish there were more of your kin among us. But even more would I give for a hundred good archers of Mirkwood." - Legolas

There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood.

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

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