Passages like these make me fall in love again...
"And here he was a little Halfling from the Shire, a simple hobbit of the quiet countryside, expected to find a way where the great ones could not go, or dared not go. It was an evil fate. But he had taken it on himself in his own sitting-room … This was an evil choice. Which way should he choose? And if both led to terror and death, what good lay in choice?"