For all you Lord of the Rings fan out there here are some memorable quotes for your consumption.

Aragorn: Are you frightened?
Frodo: Yes.
Aragorn: Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you.

Frodo: What do you want?
Aragorn: A little more caution from you, that is no trinket you carry.
Frodo: I carry nothing.
Aragorn: Indeed. I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift.

holding the ring after Frodo has lost it

Sam: I made a promise, Mr Frodo. A promise. Don’t you leave him Samwise Gamgee. And I don’t mean to. I don’t mean to.

Aragorn: If by me life or death I can protect you, I will. You have my sword…
Legolas: …and you have my bow…
Gimli: …and my axe.
Boromir: You carry the fate of us all little one.

Elrond: Nine companions, so be it. You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring.
Pippin: Great. Where are we going?

Frodo: No one knows it’s here. Do they? Do they, Gandalf?

telepathically
telepathically
Starts to grow dark
Frodo: I cannot do this alone.
pulls out her hand
Frodo: I know what I must do, it’s just that… I’m afraid to do it.
Galadriel: Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Gimli: Nobody tosses a dwarf.

Arwen: If you want him, come and claim him.

Gandalf: Always remember Frodo, the Ring is trying to get back to its master. It wants to be found.

Frodo: Go back, Sam. I’m going to Mordor alone.
Sam: Of course you are. And I’m coming with you.

Boromir: What is this new devilry?
Gandalf: A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run.

doors are revealed
Merry: What d’you suppose that means?
Gandalf: Oh, it’s quite simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open.

Frodo: It’s a pity Bilbo didn’t kill him when he had the chance.
Gandalf: Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo’s hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.

Pippin: What’s that?
Merry: This, my friend, is a pint.
In low voice

Aragorn: Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall.
Pippin: What about breakfast?
Aragorn: You’ve already had it.
Pippin: We’ve had one, yes. What about second breakfast?
Merry: I don’t think he knows about second breakfast, Pip.
Pippin: What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn’t he?
Merry: I wouldn’t count on it.

Bilbo: I’m old, Gandalf. I know I don’t look it but I’m beginning to feel it in my heart. I feel thin… sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don’t expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to.

Boromir: Frodo… Where is Frodo?
Aragorn: I let Frodo go.
Boromir: Then you did what I could not.

Frodo: You’re late.
Gandalf: A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.

Gandalf: There is only one Lord of the Ring, only one who can bend it to his will. And he does not share power.

Galadriel: But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. “One Ring to rule them all.” One by one, the Free Lands of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A Last Alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle Earth. Victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone.

Saruman: Against the power of Mordor there can be no victory.

Bilbo: 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.

Gandalf: Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee. Have you been eavesdropping?
Sam: I haven’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.

to a despairing Frodo Baggins

Pippin: Anyways, you need people of intelligence on this sort of… mission… quest… thing.
Merry: Well, that rules you out, Pip.

Gandalf: Keep it secret. Keep it safe.

Gandalf: Is it secret? Is it safe?

Speaking of the Ring
Boromir: It is a gift. A gift to the foes of Mordor. Why not use this ring? Long has my father, the Steward of Gondor, kept the forces of Mordor at bay. By the blood of our people are your lands kept safe. Give Gondor the weapon of the enemy. Let us use it against him.
Aragorn: You cannot wield it. None of us can. The One Ring answers to Sauron alone. It has no other master.
Boromir: And what would a Ranger know of this matter?
Legolas: This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.

Saruman: We must join with Him, Gandalf. We must join with Sauron. It would be wise, my friend.
Gandalf: Tell me, “friend”, when did Saruman the Wise abandon reason for madness?

Gandalf: To the bridge of Khazad-dum.

prologue

Galadriel: It betrayed Isildur to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, legend became myth, and for two and half thousand years the Ring passed out of all knowledge. Until when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. The Ring came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains. And there, it consumed him. The Ring brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum’s cave, it waited. Darkness crept back into the forest of the world. Rumor grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear, and the Ring of Power perceived. Its time had now come.

Gandalf: For sixty years, the Ring lay quiet in Bilbo’s keeping, prolonging his life, delaying old age. But no longer, Frodo. Evil is stirring in Mordor. The Ring has awoken. It’s heard its Master’s call.
Frodo: But he was destroyed. Sauron was destroyed.
Gandalf: No, Frodo. The spirit of Sauron endured. His life force is bound to the Ring and the Ring survived. Sauron has returned. His Orcs have multiplied. His fortress of Barad-Dur is rebuilt in the land of Mordor. Sauron needs only this Ring to cover all the lands with a second darkness. He is seeking it, seeking it, all his thought is bent on it. The Ring yearns to go home, to return to the hand of its Master. They are one, the Ring and the Dark Lord. Frodo, he must never find it.

Boromir: This is no mine. It’s a tomb.

Reading

Gandalf: I think you should leave the ring behind, Bilbo. Is that so hard?
frowning
Gandalf: There’s no need to get angry.
to himself
Gandalf: Precious? It’s been called that before, but not by you.
Bilbo: Oh, what business is it of yours what I do with my things?
Gandalf: I think you’ve had that ring quite long enough.
Bilbo: You… you want it for yourself.
Gandalf: BILBO BAGGINS. Do not take me for some conjuror of cheap tricks. I am not trying to rob you, I’m trying to help you.

Gimli: Not the beard.

Frodo: We’re friends of Gandalf the Grey, can you tell him we’ve arrived?
Barliman Butterbur: Gandalf… Gandalf… Oh, yeah, I remember elderly chap, big gray beard, point hat. Not seen him for six months.

Gimli: I will be dead before I see the Ring in the hands of an elf. Never trust an elf.

pause
Aragorn: Frodo’s fate is no longer in our hands.
Gimli: Then it has all been in vain. The fellowship has failed.
pause

Gandalf: You cannot pass. I am a servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun. Go back to the Shadow. YOU SHALL NOT PASS.

Pippin: Are we lost?
Merry: No
Pippin: I think we are
Merry: Shh. Gandalf’s thinkin’
Pippin: Merry?
Merry: What?
Pippin: I’m hungry

Galadriel: The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true.

Bilbo: I’ve thought of an ending for my book – “And he lived happily ever after… to the end of his days.”

Frodo has been stabbed by a Morgul-blade.
Pippin: Is he going to die?
Aragorn: He is passing into the Shadow. He’ll soon become a wraith like them.

Sam: This is it.
Frodo: This is what?
Sam: If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.
Frodo: Come on, Sam. Remember what Bilbo used to say: “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.”

Arwen: What’s this? A Ranger, caught off his guard?

Frodo: I wish the ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.
Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo, besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring. In which case, you were also meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought.

Gandalf: Lead them on Aragorn. Do as I say. Swords are no more use here.

Gandalf: If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose.

Gimli: Soon Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the dwarves. Roaring fires, malt beer, red meat off the bone.

Sam: Trust a Brandybuck and a Took.
Merry: What? That was just a detour, a shortcut.
Sam: Shortcut to what?
Pippin: Mushrooms.

Orc Overseer: The trees are strong, my lord. Their roots go deep.
Saruman: Rip them all down.

Galadriel: The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air. Much that once was, is lost, for none now live who remember it.

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

Elrond: I was there the day the strength of men failed.

Aragorn: The same blood flows in my veins. The same weakness.
Arwen: Your time will come. You will face the same evil, and you will defeat it.

Arwen: Do you remember when we first met?
Aragorn: I thought I had wandered into a dream.
Arwen: Long years have passed. You did not have the cares you carry now. Do you remember what I you?
Aragorn: You said you’d bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people.
hands him her pendant

Boromir: Gondor has no king. Gondor needs no king.

Elrond: The Ring cannot be destroyed, Gimli, son of Gloin, by any craft that we here possess. The Ring was made in the fires of Mount Doom. Only there can it be unmade. It must be taken deep into Mordor and cast back into the fiery chasm from whence it came. One of you must do this.

Gandalf: I think there’s more to this hobbit than meets the eye.

Gimli: They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell… and are never seen again.

Aragorn: Take some rest. These borders are well protected.
Boromir: I will find no rest here. I heard her voice inside my head. She spoke of my father and the fall of Gondor. She said to me, even now, there is hope left, but I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope. My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing, and our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?
Aragorn: I have seen the White City, long ago.
Boromir: One day, our paths will lead us there and the tower guard will take up the call: The Lords of Gondor have returned.

Elrond: Men? Men are weak.

Galadriel: The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. But the hearts of Men are easily corrupted, and a Ring of Power has a will of its own.

Gimli: I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox
Haldir: The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark.

While being chased by Farmer Maggot
Merry: I don’t know why he’s so upset. It’s only a couple of carrots.
Pippin: And some cabbages. And then those three bags of potatoes we lifted last week, and… and… the mushrooms, the week before.
Merry: Yes, Pippin, my point is, he’s clearly over-reacting. Run.

Merry and Pippin are leading the orcs away from Frodo
Pippin: It’s working.
Merry: I know it’s working. Run.

Saruman: Your love of the halfings’ leaf has clearly slowed your mind

Frodo: I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart.

Frodo wanders in the woods. Boromir comes up behind him.
Boromir: None of us should wander alone, you least of all. Frodo? I know you suffer, I see it day by day. Are you sure you do not suffer needlessly? There are other ways Frodo, other paths we might take.
Frodo: I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart.
Boromir: Warning? Against what? We are all afraid Frodo. But to let that fear drive us to hide away… don’t you see? It is madness.
Frodo: There is no other way.
moving towards Frodo
Frodo: No!
Boromir: Why do you recoil? I am no theif.
Frodo: You are not yourself.

Gandalf: You cannot pass… I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Anor. The Dark Flame will not avail you, Flame of Udun. Go back to the shadow. You shall not pass.

Legolas: A shadow and a threat have been growing in my mind.

Galadriel: For the time would soon come when hobbits would shape the fortunes of all.

Frodo: What news of the outside world? Tell me everything.
Gandalf: Everything? You are far too eager and curious for a hobbit. Most unnatural.

Gandalf: Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on much as it has these past age, full of its own comings and goings, scarcely aware of the existence of hobbits… for which I am very thankful.

Frodo: Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of.
Gandalf: Indeed?
Frodo: Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected.
Gandalf: If you’re referring to the incident with the Dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out of the door.
Frodo: Whatever you did, you’ve been officially labeled a disturber of the peace.

Bilbo: No, thank you. We don’t want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations.

Bilbo: You will keep an eye on Frodo, won’t you?
Gandalf: Two eyes, as often as I can spare them.

Saruman: Concealed within his fortress, the lord of Mordor sees all. His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth, and flesh. You know of what I speak, Gandalf: a great Eye, lidless, wreathed in flame.

Saruman: I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected the way of pain.

Frodo: Where are you taking us?
Aragorn: Into the wild.

Elrond: There’s no strength left in the world of men.

holding up a piece of the great sword Narsil
Boromir: Still sharp.

Boromir: 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, and 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.

Aragorn: If by my life or death, I can protect you, I will.

Sam: Hey. Mr. Frodo’s not going anywhere without me.
Elrond: No, indeed. It is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.

holding up a mail shirt
Bilbo: Here’s a pretty thing: Mithril. As light as a feather, and as hard as dragon-scales.

Saruman: 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-dum… shadow and flame.

Gandalf: Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.

Sam: There’s an eye-opener, and no mistake.

As orcs break down the door
Gimli: Let them come. There is one dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath.

Frodo: If you ask it of me, I will give you the One Ring.
she stops

To his new super-Orcs
Saruman: Do you know how the Orcs first came into being? They were elves once, taken by the dark powers, tortured and mutilated. A ruined and terrible form of life. And now… perfected. My fighting Uruk-Hai. Whom do you serve?
Uruk-Hai Captain: Saruman.

Saruman: Hunt them down. Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain, you do not know fear. You will taste man-flesh.

Aragorn: I swore to protect you.
holding out the Ring
closing Frodo’s hand around the Ring

Boromir: They have a cave troll.

To Frodo
Boromir: I ask only for the strength to defend my people.

Aragorn: I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail.
Boromir: Our people, our people. I would have followed you to the end… my brother… my captain… my king .
Aragorn: Be at peace Son of Gondor.

Holding the Ring out to Frodo
Gandalf: Hold out your hand, Frodo. Its quite cool I assure you.
Drops the Ring into Frodo’s palm
Gandalf: What do you see?
Frodo: Nothing. Wait. There are markings. Its some form of Elvish, I can’t read it.
Gandalf: There are few who can. The language is the that of Mordor, which I will not utter here.
Frodo: Mordor.
Gandalf: In the common tongue it reads “One Ring to Rule Them All. One Ring to Find Them. One Ring to Bring Them All and In The Darkness Bind Them.”

While the Men, Elves, Dwarves and Wizards argue about who is to be Ringbearer, ignoring Frodo
Frodo: I will take it. I will take the Ring to Mordor…
Everyone falls silent
Frodo: …though I do not know the way.

Bilbo: I am sorry that I have brought this upon you, my boy. And I’m sorry that… you must bear this burden. I’m sorry for everything.

Gollum: It came to me on my birthday… it is mine… my own… my… preciousssss.

Pippin: Oh that’s nice – ash on my tomatoes.

Frodo: I know what I must do. It’s just… I’m afraid to do it.

Aragorn: They were once men – great kings of men. Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them nine rings of power. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one they’ve fallen into darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the Ring, drawn to the power of the One. They will never stop hunting you.

Outside the gates of Moria
Frodo: It’s a riddle. What’s the Elvish word for friend?
Gandalf: Mellon.
The gates open

On the mountain
Legolas: There is a foul voice on the air.
Gandalf: It’s Saruman!
avalanches start
Aragorn: He’s trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!
Gandalf: No!

Gandalf: Frodo suspects something.
Bilbo: Of course he does, he’s a Baggins, not some blockheaded Bracegirdle from Hardbottle.

Frodo: Come on Sam… Remember what Bilbo used to say: 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…

heard in the background
Merry: What do they say about him?
Legolas: I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near.

Gandalf: But we still have time. Time enough to counter Sauron if we act quickly.
Saruman: Time? What time do you think we have?

Pippin: My tomato’s burst.

Merry: That black rider was looking for something. Or someone. Frodo?

Legolas: Something draws near. I can feel it.

Saruman: You did not seriously think that a hobbit could contend with the will of Sauron, there are none that can.

Gandalf: Tell me *friend*, when did Saruman the Wise reject reason for madness?

Gimli: You are full of surprises, Master Baggins.

Legolas: We cannot linger.

Sauron: You cannot hide. I see you. There is no life in the void. Only death.

last line
Frodo: Sam, I’m glad you’re with me.

to Pippin

Gimli: If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they’re not, I’d say we were taking the long way around.

Gandalf: Let the ring-bearer decide.
Frodo: We will go through the mines of Moria.
Gandalf: So be it.

Saruman: The hour is later than you think. Sauron’s forces are already moving. The Nine have left Minas Morgul.
Gandalf: The Nine.
Saruman: They crossed the River Isen on Midsummer’s Eve, dressed as riders in black.
Gandalf: They’ve reached the Shire?
Saruman: They will find the Ring and kill the one who carries it.

Gandalf: Fly, you fools.

Gandalf: Ash Nazg Durbatuluk, Ash Nazg Gimbatul, Ash Nazg Thrakatuluk, Agh Burzum-ishi Krimpatul.
Elrond: Never before has any one dared utter the words of that tongue here in Imladris

After Gandalf tells Frodo about Gollum.
Frodo: Shire? Baggins? But that would lead them here.
Cuts to a Ringwraith cutting off a Hobbit’s head
Frodo: Here.
Gandalf: No.
Frodo: Gandalf you must take it.
Gandalf: You cannot offer me this ring.
Frodo: I’m giving it to you.
Gandalf: Don’t tempt me Frodo. Understand that I would use this Ring from a desire to do good. But through me… it would wield a power too great and terrible to imagine.

Gandalf: I suppose you think that was terribly clever.

Saruman: The power of Isengard is at your command, Sauron, Lord of the Earth.

before his 111th birthday pary
Bilbo: Gandalf, my old friend, this will be a night to remember.

Horn blowing in distance
Legolas: The Horn of Gondor.
Aragorn: Boromir!

After defeating the Ringwraiths at the Ford
Frodo begins to have a harder time breathing

Frodo: Mordor, Gandalf, is it left or right?
Gandalf: Left.

About the Wood-elves they see in the woods
Frodo: They’re going to the harbor beyond the White Towers. To the Grey Havens.
Sam: They’re leaving Middle-earth.
Frodo: Never to return.
Sam: I don’t know why – it makes me sad.

Wakes to hear Aragorn singing in the dark
Frodo: Who is she? This woman you sing of?
Strider: ‘Tis the Lay of Lothien. The Elf-maiden who gave her love to Beren, a mortal.
Frodo: What happened to her?
Strider: She died.
He sighs. His face bears a hint of tears. He turns back to Frodo.
Strider: Get some sleep, Frodo.

Gimli: Dwarf doors are invisible when closed.
Gandalf: Yes, Gimli, their own masters cannot find them, if their secrets are forgotten.
Legolas: Why doesn’t that surprise me?

Gandalf: I once knew every spell in all the tongues of Elves… Men… and Orcs.
Pippin: What are you going to do, then?
Gandalf: Knock your head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that does not shatter them, and I am allowed a little peace from foolish questions, I will try to find the opening words.

Aragorn: They will look for his coming from the White Tower. But he will not return.