Outside the ring of dancing warriors with spears and axes stood wolves at a respectful distance, watching and waiting.

If you're going to have a complicated story you must work to a map; otherwise you'll never make a map of it afterwards.

There is no curse in Elvish, Entish or the tongues of Men for this treachery!

The Hobbits are just rustic English people, made small in size because it reflects the generally small reach of their imagination - not the small reach of their courage or latent power.

Instead of a Dark Lord, you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Tempestuous as the sea, and stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!

Wraiths! Wraiths on wings!

But the enemy has the move, and he is about to open his full game. And pawns are as likely to see as much of it as any. Sharpen your blade!