Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool!
My armour 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!
May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.
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.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
I have spoken words of hope. But only of hope. Hope is not victory.
I have forgotten much that I knew, and learned again much that I had forgotten.
I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
I could have been happy here, if I had come in days of peace.
I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it’s very difficult to find anyone.
Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold.
