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

I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.

Far, far below the deepest delvings of the dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things.

Over hill and under hill

There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.

Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory

But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.