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Quote by J. R. R. Tolkien

“Thief, thief, thief! Baggins! We hates it, we hates it, we hates it forever!”

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J.R.R. Tolkien was an English writer, best known for his fantasy literature, most notably The Lord of the Rings trilogy and The Hobbit. His works have had a profound impact on modern fantasy literature. more

“Burn, burn tree and fern! Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch To light the night for our delight, Ya hey! Bake and toast ‘em, fry and roast ‘em! till beards blaze, and eyes glaze; till hair smells and skins crack, fat melts, and bones black in cinders lie beneath the sky! So dwarves shall die, and light the night for our delight, Ya hey! Ya-harri-hey! Ya hoy!”

Light Eye Lying Night Dies Black Tree Sky Hair Skins Delight Bones Smell Fats Hey Ems Cracks Beard Toasts Torches Dwarves Ferns

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“You ought not to be rude to an eagle, when you are only the size of a hobbit, and are up in hid eyrie at night!”

Night Ought Size Rude Eagles

Author:J. R. R. Tolkien

“Farewell! wherever you fare, till your eyries receive you at the journey’s end!”

Ends Journey Farewell

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“There are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now, and in for all sorts of fun wherever you go.”

World Remember Fun Path Safe Edges Remember You Remembers You Over The Edge

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“They were frightfully angry. Quite apart from the stones no spider has ever liked being called Attercop, and Tomnoddy of course is insulting to anybody.”

Courses Stones Angry Spiders Insulting

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“Lazy Lob and crazy Cob are weaving webs to wind me. I am far more sweet than other meat, but still they cannot find me! Here am I, naughty little fly; you are fat and lazy. You cannot trap me, though you try, in your cobwebs crazy.”

Trying Littles Stills Crazy Sweet Wind Fats Meat Lazy Traps Find Me Naughty Weaving Cobwebs

Book:The Hobbit: The Enchanting Prelude to The Lord of the Rings

Source: The Hobbit: The Enchanting Prelude to The Lord of the Rings

“The King beneath the mountains, The King of carven stone, The lord of silver fountains Shall come into his own! His crown shall be upholden, His harp shall be restrung, His halls shall echo golden To songs of yore re-sung. The woods shall wave on mountains. And grass beneath the sun; His wealth shall flow in fountains And the rivers golden run. The streams shall run in gladness, The lakes shall shine and burn, And sorrow fail and sadness At the Mountain-king’s return!”

Quote by J. R. R. Tolkien

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