I often think that it would have been better if Gandalf had never discovered that I had a ring.
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
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.
Adventures are not all pony-rides in May-sunshine.
I want to see mountains again, Gandalf, mountains!
I meant to find some Elves in a wood, as it promised in the book; something to talk to, and not be bothered with.
I want to see the mountains and find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book.
What about a nice piece of fried fish?
I like visitors as much as the next hobbit. But I do like to know them before they come.
Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool.
It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.
Go back? No good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do!
We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!
This is the story of how a Baggins had an adventure, and found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected.
I give you the master of the house!
What on earth is that?!
I want to see mountains again, mountains, Gandalf! And then find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book.
Good Morning! said Bilbo, and he meant it.
Speak politely to an enraged dragon.
I am Mr. Bilbo Baggins. I have lost the dwarves and I have lost the wizard, and I don’t know where I am, and I don’t want to know. If only I can get away!
Thank goodness! said Bilbo laughing, and handed him the tobacco-jar.
You don’t really suppose, do you, that all your adventures and escapes were managed by mere luck, just for your sole benefit? You are a very fine person, Mr. Baggins, and I am very fond of you; but you are only quite a little fellow in a wide world after all!
It was nice to be a person again and have one’s own way.
I saw him, Mr. Bilbo. I saw him with my own eyes!
Why, O why did I ever bring this little hobbit with me!
Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you.
What’s the use of a post office that opens letters?
I may be a burglar – or so they say: personally I never feel like one – but I am an honest one.
Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool! he said to himself, and it became a favourite saying of his.
I suppose hobbits need some description nowadays, since they have become rare and shy of the Big People, as they call us.
May the hair on your toes never fall out!
Go back? No good at all! Go sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do!
Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you.
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’m going to smoke! he said to himself.
Tell me what you want done, and I will try it, if I have to walk from here to the East of East and fight the wild Were-worms in the Last Desert.
Adventures are not all pony-rides in May-sunshine.
A safe fairyland is untrue to all worlds.
May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.
I have always known that you possessed great power. Centuries of dwelling in the shire have not dulled your senses.
Some people are worth melting for.
It’s the job that’s never started as takes longest to finish, as my old gaffer used to say.
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.
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
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