The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring quotes

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Aragorn
Arwen
Bilbo Baggins
Boromir
Elrond
Frodo Baggins
Galadriel
Gandalf the Grey
Gimli
Samwise Gamgee
Saruman the White


It began with the forging of the Great Rings. Three were given to the Elves, immortal, wisest, and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine Rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else, desire power. For within these Rings was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived... for another Ring was made.


It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing… such a little thing...

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.

Lead them on, Aragorn. The Bridge is near. Do as I say! Swords are no more use here.

Let them come! There's one dwarf in Moria who still draws breath!

Moria. You fear to go into those Mines. The Dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dûm. Shadow... and flame.

My dear Frodo. Hobbits really are amazing creatures. You can learn all that there is to know about them in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you.

Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer, Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulair! (Waters of the Misty Mountains, listen to the great word: Flow, waters of Loudwater, against the Ringwraiths!)

Not the beard!

Oh yes? Just a simple matter of finding our way through Emyn Muil, an impassable labyrinth of razor-sharp rocks? And after that, it gets even better! A festering stinking marshland, as far as the eye can see!

Oh! My old Ring! I should... very much like to hold it again, one last time.

One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just Orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep; the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly!

Smoke rises from the Mountain of Doom. The hour grows late, and Gandalf the Grey rides to Isengard, seeking my counsel.

So Gandalf, you try to lead them over Caradhras. And if that fails, where then will you go? If the mountain defeats you, will you risk a more dangerous road?

Stay close, young hobbits. They say a great sorceress lives in these woods – an elf witch of terrible power. All those who look upon her fall under her spell and are never seen again.