What shall we do, what shall we do! Escaping goblins to be caught by wolves is like out of the frying pan and into the fire!

Why O why did I ever leave my hobbit-hole?" said poor Mr. Baggins, bumping up and down on Bombur's back.

Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars, not if you care for such things.

My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death!

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt, It lies behind stars and under hills, And empty holes it fills, It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.

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

Of the twelve companions of Thorin, ten remained. Fili and Kili had fallen defending him with shield and body, for he was their mother’s elder brother.

So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.

It seemed like all the way to tomorrow and over it to the days beyond.

This is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, and found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected.

I may be a burglar...but I'm an honest one, I hope, more or less.

On this platform of peace, we can create a languageto translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.

Do not let the endless succession of small things crowd great ideals out of sight and out of mind.

Some of these questions don't have finite answers, but the questions themselves are important. Don't stop asking, and don't let anybody tell you the questions aren't worth it. They are.

My dad works in child protection and he's spent many, many years in that line of work.

Turn your stumbling blocks into steppingstones to success.

I was offered a choice of a flat salary up front or a percentage of the film's future earnings. I took the up front money. Nobody could have figured what Halloween would ultimately become.

It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.

Good publishers – as one former publisher aptly put it – are market-makers in a world where it is attention, not content, that is scarce.

When you get your,'Who am I?', question right, all of your,'What should I do?' questions tend to take care of themselves

That's what I consider true generosity. You give your all, and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.