“Gandalf: Often does hatred hurt itself!”

“Gandalf: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee. Have you been eavesdropping? Sam: I ain't been droppin' no eaves sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you'll follow me. Gandalf: A little late for trimming the verge, don't you think? Sam: I heard raised voices. Gandalf: What did you hear? Speak. Sam: N-nothing important. That is, I heard a good deal about a ring, and a Dark Lord, and something about the end of the world, but... Please, Mr. Gandalf, sir, don't hurt me. Don't turn me into anything... unnatural.”

“N-nothing important. That is, I heard a good deal about a ring, and a dark lord, and something about the end of the world, but please, Mr. Gandalf, sir, don't hurt me. Don't turn me into anything... unnatural.”

“¿Dónde has ido, si puedo preguntártelo? —dijo Thorin a Gandalf mientras cabalgaban.A mirar adelante —respondió Gandalf.¿Y qué te hizo volver en el momento preciso?Mirar hacia atrás.”

“Then Frodo came forward and took the crown from Faramir and bore it to Gandalf; and Aragorn knelt, and Gandalf set the White Crown upon his head and said:Now come the days of the King, and may they be blessed while the thrones of the Valar endure!”

“Farewell! O Gandalf! May you ever appear where you are most needed and least expected!”

“Well, you can go on looking forward," said Gandalf. "There may be many unexpected feasts ahead of you.”