The world has changed. I see it in the water. I feel it in the Earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was is lost, For none now live who remember it.

Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!

Then Morgoth stretching out his long arm towards Dor-lomin cursed Hurin and Morwen and their offspring, saying: 'Behold! The shadow of my thought shall lie upon them wherever they go, and my hate shall pursue them to the ends of the world.

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

For it is easier to shout 'Stop', than to do it

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.

It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.