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

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.

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

please don't cook me, kind sirs! I am a good cook myself, and cook better than I cook, if you see what I mean.

Rule number one: Why is it that the one time a cute guy talks to you, you have a friend who’s in crisis?

Delay is as dangerous as the wrong answer.

One day I have a revelation. ‘I think we’re actually quite compatible, ’ I tell him. ‘You’re irritable, and I’m irritating.

Love doesn't hurt, love doesn't cut, and in dark times love doesn't cease.Love heals, love seals, it drains out the world and leaves you with peace.

I'm numb and I'm tired. Too much has happened today. I feel as if I'd been out in a pounding rain for forty-eight hours without an umbrella or a coat. I'm soaked to the skin with emotion.

Republicans are obsessed with abortion...if they really wanted to protect the weakest, most helpless people, wouldn't they protect the Democrats?

Together on the path of love, we can try to make a small difference in someone's life. What else is there to do?

A child is a beam of sunlight from the Infinite and Eternal, with possibilities of virtue and vice - but as yet unstained.

I have a weakness for buttons. I'm always collecting ornate and nicely decorated ones.

Your desire for consistency itself will set you on the right path. As long as you keep going up, never mind if you come down once or twice.