To the end of his days Bilbo could never remember how he found himself outside, without a hat, a walking stick or any money, and running as fast as his furry feet could carry him down the lane, past the great Mill, across The Water, and then on for a mile or more.
Ladies, and gentlemen, this is the captain. If you look out the right side of the aircraft you will notice flight 195 challenging us to a race.
he saw the opportunity and he took it like fresh bread at a bakery
A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day.