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Short cuts make long delays. (Pippin)

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us. (Gandalf)

At that moment a rolling and rumbling noise was heard again, louder now and deeper. The ground seemed to quiver under their feet. 'I think we are in for trouble anyhow,' said Frodo. 'I'm afraid our journey is drawing to an end.'
'Maybe,' said Sam; 'but where there's life there's hope, as my Gaffer used to say; and need of vittles, as he mostways used to add. You have a bite, Mr. Frodo, and then a bit of sleep.'

What a pity Bilbo did not stub the vile creature, when he had a chance!
Pity? It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need.
I do not feel any pity for Gollum. He deserves death.
Deserves death! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give that to them? Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends.

'It certainly came,' said Frodo, 'and that's the chief thing. But now we've got to think of our next move. Night will be on us soon. How beautiful the stars are, and the Moon!'
'They do cheer the heart, don't they?' said Sam looking up. 'Elvish they are. somehow. And the Moon's growing. We haven't seen him for a night or two in this cloudy weather. He's beginning to give quite a light.'

But if I had spoken sooner, it would not have lessened your desire, or made it easier to resist. On the contrary! No, the burned hand teaches best. After that advice about fire goes to the heart.

Gandalf stirred, and looked up. 'What have you to say that you did not say at our last meeting?' he asked. 'Or, perhaps, you have things to unsay?'

'I will come with you,' said Theoden. 'Farewell, my hobbits! May we meet again in my house! There you shall sit beside me and tell me all that your hearts desire: the deeds of your grandsires, as far as you can reckon them; and we will speak also of Tobold the Old and his herb-lore. Farewell!'
The hobbits bowed low. 'So that is the King of Rohan!' said Pippin in an undertone. 'A fine old fellow. Very polite.'

'This is good tidings,' said Aragorn. 'Yet the marks are two days old, and it seems that at this point the hobbits left the water-side.'
'Then what shall we do now?' said Gimli. 'We cannot pursue them through the whole fastness of Fangorn. We have come ill supplied. If we do not find them soon, we shall be of no use to them, except to sit down beside them and show our friendship by starving together.'

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Сэм глянул прямо в глаза насмешнику.

– Ты, Хвощ, убрался бы подобру-поздорову. Уж больно рожа у тебя не задалась, - недоеденное яблоко вырвалось у Сэма из рук и попало Биллу прямо но носу. Увернуться он не успел и, сверзившись с плетня, разразился злобной бранью.

Его лицо стало похоже на окно в каменной стене со ставнями изнутри.

Когда гости слегка осоловели, настало время Речи. Народ за столами пребывал в том приятном удовлетворении, когда можно лениво поковыривать любимые блюда, потягивать любимые напитки и не страшиться никаких речей, даже в стихах. Они были согласны выслушать что угодно и даже похлопать при необходимости.

Наверняка дождь промочил тюки с сухой одеждой и вода попала в мешки с едой, - с грустью думал Бильбо. - Как бы мне хотелось очутиться сейчас у себя дома, в моей славной норке, у очага, и чтобы чайник начинал петь!..

Свернувшись на жестких камнях, он уснул и спал крепче, чем когда-либо на перине у себя дома.

"-Книги обязаны хорошо кончаться.Как тебе нравится такой вот конец:с тех пор они больше никогда не расставались,и счастливей их не было никого на свете.
-Да,это замечательная концовка,-согласился Фродо.И грустно добавил:-Только не очень-то я в нее верю."