Don't dip your beard in the foam, Father!" They cried to Thorin. "It is long enough without watering it!

evil labours with vast power and perpetual success - in vain: preparing always only the soil for unexpected good to sprout in.

Fool of a Took!" he growled. "This is a serious journey, not a hobbit walking-party. Throw yourself in next time, and then you will be no further nuisance.

Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes.

Help means ruin and saving means slaying.

Hammer and tongs! I am so torn between rage and joy, that if I do not burst, it will be a marvel!

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?