And the Ring is so heavy, Sam. I begin to see it in my mind all the time, like a great wheel of fire.

What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees Up, up it goes, And yet never grows? A mountain.

Faithful heart may have froward tongue.

Faerie is a perilous land, and in it are pitfalls for the unwary, and dungeons for the overbold.

Some who have read the book, or at any rate have reviewed it, have found it boring, absurd, or contemptible, and I have no cause to complain, since I have similar opinions of their works, or of the kinds of writing that they evidently prefer.

Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool!" he said to himself, and it became a favourite saying of his later, and passed into a proverb. "You aren't nearly through this adventure yet," he added, and that was pretty true as well.

This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountain down.