Властелин Колец (комплект из 3 книг)

Все-то всегда говорили: хоть бы не при мне. Выбирать судьбу нам не дано; однако на этот раз нам дано время, и главное - не упустить его.

I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.

It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them.

Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.

And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass.

Hobbits can work like bees when the mood and the need comes on them.

I am going to have a long talk with Bombadil: such a talk as I have not had in all my time. He is a moss-gatherer, and I have been a stone doomed to rolling. But my rolling days are ending, and now we shall have much to say to one another.

The road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

For the world is changing: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, and I smell it in the air.

Many folk like to know beforehand what is to be set on the table; but those who have laboured to prepare the feast like to keep their secret; for wonder makes the words of praise louder.