If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over.

No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly.

Perilous to us all are the devices of an art deeper than we possess ourselves.

All shall love me and despair.

Advice is a dangerous gift, even from the wise to the wise, and all courses may run ill.

True education is a kind of never-ending story . . .

Surely you don’t disbelieve the prophecies, because you had a hand in bringing them about yourself? You don’t really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your sole benefit? You are a very fine person, Mr. Baggins, and I am very fond of you; but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all!