He was kindhearted, in a way. You know the sort of kind heart: it made him uncomfortable more often than it made him do anything; and even when he did anything, it did not prevent him from grumbling, losing his temper and swearing (mostly to himself).

There are many powers in the world, for good or for evil. Some are greater than I am. Against some I have not yet been measured. But my time is coming.

The road goes ever on and on

Over hill and under hill

I'm a Roman Catholic! A devout Roman Catholic.

Much evil must befall a country before it wholly forgets the Elves, if once they dwelt there.

To think I should have lived to be goodmorninged by Belladonna Took's son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!