And then alas! I let the matter reset, watching and waiting only, as we have too often done.

He [Bilbo] fought the real battle in the tunnel alone, before he ever saw the vast danger that lay in wait.

After some while Bilbo became impatient. "Well, what is it?" he said. "The answer's not a kettle boiling over, as you seem to think by the noise you are making.

My Precious, my Precious.

For some time I lived in fear of receiving a letter signed 'S. Gollum'. That would have been more difficult to deal with.

Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow, Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow. None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the Master: His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster.

I don't know, and I would rather not guess.