And there was Frodo, pale and worn, and yet himself again; and in his eyes there was peace now, neither strain of will, nor madness, nor any fear. His burden was taken away.

Trolls are slow in the uptake, and mighty suspicious about anything new to them.

Arrow! Black arrow! I have saved you to the last. You have never failed me and I have always recovered you. I had you from my father and he from of old. If ever you came from the forges of the true king under the Mountain, go now and speed well!

Yes, I am white now,' said Gandalf. 'Indeed I am Saruman, one might almost say, Saruman as he should have been.

Wraiths! Wraiths on wings!

When he heard there was nothing to eat, he sat down and wept… “Why did I ever wake up!” he cried.

Evidently we look so much alike that your desire to make an incurable dent in my hat must be excused.