The best Quotes by Tom Bombadil

Some things are ill to hear when the world's in shadow.

Old grey Willow-man! I'll freeze his marrow cold, if he don't behave himself. I'll sing his roots off. I'll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.

Whoa! Whoa! steady there! Now, my little fellows, where be you a-going to, puffing like a bellows? What's the matter here then? Do you know who I am? I'm Tom Bombadil. Tell me what's your trouble! Tom's in a hurry now. Don't you crush my lilies!

Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!

Eldest, that's what I am. Mark my words, my friends: Tom was here before the river and the trees; Tom remembers the first raindrop and the first acorn. He made paths before the Big People, and saw the little People arriving. He was here before the kings and the graves and the Barrow-wights. When the elves passed westward, Tom was here already, before the seas were bent. He knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless – before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow,
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow.
None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the Master:
His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster.

I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. I choose a mortal life.

Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

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.

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens

Such is of the course of deeds that move the wheels of the world: small hands do them because they must, while the eyes of the great are elsewhere.

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 that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king.

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.

Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement.

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.

And he that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

Advice is a dangerous gift, even from the wise to the wise, and all courses may run ill.

It is not possible in a long tale to please everybody at all points, nor to displease everybody at the same points.

"I have looked the last on that which was fairest," he said to Legolas his companion. "Henceforth I will call nothing fair unless it be her gift."

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

Bilbo: "No, thank you. We don't want any more visitors, well wishers or distant relations!"
Gandalf: "And what about very old friends?"

For the time would soon come when Hobbits would shape the fortunes of all.

The Ring passed to Isildur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever, but the hearts of men are easily corrupted.

Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the nightfall.

A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to.

I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass.

This is no mere ranger. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your allegiance.

Eight there are here, yet nine there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf? For I much desire to speak with him.

I will do what I can to aid you, each according to his wish and need, but especially that one of the little folk who bears the burden.

Kinsman, farewell! May your doom be other than mine, and your treasure remain with you to the end!

Now is the time when those who wish to continue the Quest must harden their hearts to leave this land. Those who no longer wish to go forward may remain here, for a while. But whether they stay or go, none can be sure of peace. For we are come now to the edge of doom.

Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes.

Leave all that can be spared behind. We travel light. Let us hunt some orc!

We're all afraid, Frodo. But to let that fear drive us, to destroy what hope we have. Don't you see that is madness?

Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity!

In in Doubt always follow your nose.

The Light failed; but the Darkness that followed was more than loss of light.

The Elves made many rings; but secretly Sauron made One Ring to rule all the others, and their power was bound up with it.

And for a great deal it seemed good to him, for in the music there were no flaws.

All have their worth and each contributes to the worth of the others.

"Many are the strange chances of the world," said Mithrandir, "and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter."

I go now to my long rest in the timeless halls beyond the seas and the Mountains of Aman. It will be long ere I am seen among the Noldor again; and it may be that we shall not meet a second time in death or life, for the fates of our kindreds are apart. Farewell!

He is a warrior, Andreth, and a spirit of wrath. In every stroke that he deals he sees the Enemy who long ago did thee this hurt. But you are not for Arda. Whither you go may you find light. Await us there, my brother–and me.

True courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one.

If this is love, I don't want it. Take it away, please! Why does it hurt so much?

How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold.

Gimli: "I never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an elf."
Legolas: "What about side by side with a friend?"
Gimli: "Aye, I could do that."