Book: The Lord Of The Rings. Page 17

- It is a pity that you always come with bad news.
Is because I come where you need help.

Generous impulses need no cold advice.

When it comes to high minute, as now, we say nothing, because I'm afraid to say too much, and then not find the right words.

Our things are so bad that it makes no sense to worry about tomorrow, he might not come.

My price is this: I'll go with you and I will go until I see fit.

Old legs he stands firmly on the ground, his fingers living skills, and the bones of wisdom, and of the world he looks with open eyes.

Food and drink! Long stories dry throat, and a long listen - long to be starving.

Since you guys are quick-witted turned out to help, not hinder!

- Circle of danger! Where do I take the courage to cope with everything?
- You know, courage is hiding in the most unexpected places.

You choose: to wait or to leave.

Lived here before you, will live on after you. Around - the- world. Can not pay attention to him, but you are in him and he in you.
Others dwelt here before hobbits were; and others will dwell here again when hobbits are no more. The wide world is all about you: you can fence yourselves in but you cannot forever fence it out.

Into danger. And, if possible, avoiding it.

When it came down to it, he totally got sick to go anywhere.

I'm... small, weak, and the Enemy - he is a mighty and terrible!