The rule of no realm is mine. But all worthy things that are in peril as the world now stands, those are my care. And for my part, I shall not wholly fail in my task if anything that passes through this night can still grow fairer or bear fruit and flower again in days to come. For I too am a steward. Did you not know?

The Dark Lord has Nine. But we have One, mightier than they: the White Rider. He has passed through the fire and the abyss, and they shall fear him. We will go where he leads.

So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.

You ought not to be rude to an eagle, when you are only the size of a hobbit, and are up in hid eyrie at night!

Touching your cap to the Squire may be damn bad for the Squire, but it's damn good for you.

Of the twelve companions of Thorin, ten remained. Fili and Kili had fallen defending him with shield and body, for he was their mother’s elder brother.

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.