Hobbit-bot
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Daily random passages from the Hobbit, the Ring trilogy, and occasionally other related works. Not technically a bot, but it’s a cute name.
There dwelt a hardy folk between the mountains and the sea.
December 8, 2025 at 8:13 PM
There dwelt a hardy folk between the mountains and the sea.
“With him lies the true Quest. Ours is but a small matter in the great deeds of this time.”
December 7, 2025 at 10:09 PM
“With him lies the true Quest. Ours is but a small matter in the great deeds of this time.”
“Why, I feel all thin, sort of _stretched_, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.”
December 6, 2025 at 4:58 PM
“Why, I feel all thin, sort of _stretched_, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread.”
When the silence that followed had become uncomfortable, he added: “I am just about to take tea; pray come and have some with me.” A little stiff perhaps, but he meant it kindly. And what would you do, if an uninvited dwarf came and hung his things up in your hall without a word of explanation?
December 3, 2025 at 8:29 PM
When the silence that followed had become uncomfortable, he added: “I am just about to take tea; pray come and have some with me.” A little stiff perhaps, but he meant it kindly. And what would you do, if an uninvited dwarf came and hung his things up in your hall without a word of explanation?
“But you come with tidings of grief and danger, as is your wont, they say.”
“Because I come seldom but when my help is needed,” answered Gandalf.
“Because I come seldom but when my help is needed,” answered Gandalf.
December 3, 2025 at 4:23 AM
“But you come with tidings of grief and danger, as is your wont, they say.”
“Because I come seldom but when my help is needed,” answered Gandalf.
“Because I come seldom but when my help is needed,” answered Gandalf.
“We will make such a chase as shall be accounted a marvel among the Three Kindreds.”
December 1, 2025 at 4:08 PM
“We will make such a chase as shall be accounted a marvel among the Three Kindreds.”
He realized suddenly that he loved the old hobbit dearly.
November 30, 2025 at 10:03 PM
He realized suddenly that he loved the old hobbit dearly.
He was the sort of painter who can paint leaves better than trees.
—Leaf by Niggle (1947)
—Leaf by Niggle (1947)
November 29, 2025 at 4:54 PM
He was the sort of painter who can paint leaves better than trees.
—Leaf by Niggle (1947)
—Leaf by Niggle (1947)
“This is no time for hobbit pertness.”
November 29, 2025 at 12:44 AM
“This is no time for hobbit pertness.”
“You give the choice to an ill chooser,” said Aragorn.
November 27, 2025 at 2:47 PM
“You give the choice to an ill chooser,” said Aragorn.
Seven stars and seven stones and one white tree.
November 26, 2025 at 7:52 PM
Seven stars and seven stones and one white tree.
My dear Bagginses and Boffins, he began again; and my dear Tooks and Brandybucks, and Grubbs, and Chubbs, and Burrowses, and Hornblowers, and Bolgers, Bracegirdles, Goodbodies, Brockhouses, and Proudfoots. “ProudFEET,” shouted an elderly hobbit from the back of the pavilion.
November 26, 2025 at 12:40 AM
My dear Bagginses and Boffins, he began again; and my dear Tooks and Brandybucks, and Grubbs, and Chubbs, and Burrowses, and Hornblowers, and Bolgers, Bracegirdles, Goodbodies, Brockhouses, and Proudfoots. “ProudFEET,” shouted an elderly hobbit from the back of the pavilion.
He did not remember things very well, unless he put them down on his Engagement Tablet: like this: __Gandalf Tea Wednesday. __
November 24, 2025 at 1:30 AM
He did not remember things very well, unless he put them down on his Engagement Tablet: like this: __Gandalf Tea Wednesday. __
For the fashion of Minas Tirith was such that it was built on seven levels, each delved into the hill, and about each was set a wall, and in each wall was a gate.
November 21, 2025 at 4:31 PM
For the fashion of Minas Tirith was such that it was built on seven levels, each delved into the hill, and about each was set a wall, and in each wall was a gate.
“The thought of those merry young folk driven like cattle burns my heart.”
November 18, 2025 at 8:47 PM
“The thought of those merry young folk driven like cattle burns my heart.”
He was liable to drag in bits of what he called poetry.
November 17, 2025 at 9:51 PM
He was liable to drag in bits of what he called poetry.
After a while he stepped up, and with the spike on his staff scratched a queer sign on the hobbit’s beautiful green front-door.
November 14, 2025 at 6:53 PM
After a while he stepped up, and with the spike on his staff scratched a queer sign on the hobbit’s beautiful green front-door.
“Mithrandir!” men cried. “Now we know that the storm is indeed nigh!”
“It is upon you, “ said Gandalf. “I have ridden on its wings.”
“It is upon you, “ said Gandalf. “I have ridden on its wings.”
November 14, 2025 at 12:56 AM
“Mithrandir!” men cried. “Now we know that the storm is indeed nigh!”
“It is upon you, “ said Gandalf. “I have ridden on its wings.”
“It is upon you, “ said Gandalf. “I have ridden on its wings.”
He held up a thing that glittered in the sunlight. It looked like the new-opened leaf of a beech-tree, fair and strange in that treeless plain.
November 12, 2025 at 10:45 PM
He held up a thing that glittered in the sunlight. It looked like the new-opened leaf of a beech-tree, fair and strange in that treeless plain.
Hobbits were easy-going with their children in the matter of sitting up late.
November 12, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Hobbits were easy-going with their children in the matter of sitting up late.
P.S. Father Christmas was in a great hurry—told me to put in one of his magic wishing crackers. As you pull, wish, and see if it doesn’t come true. Excuse thick writing I have a fat paw. I help Father Christmas with his packing: I live with him. I am the GREAT (Polar) BEAR.
November 10, 2025 at 5:23 PM
P.S. Father Christmas was in a great hurry—told me to put in one of his magic wishing crackers. As you pull, wish, and see if it doesn’t come true. Excuse thick writing I have a fat paw. I help Father Christmas with his packing: I live with him. I am the GREAT (Polar) BEAR.
“What on earth did I ask him to tea for!” he said to himself, as he went to the pantry.
November 9, 2025 at 6:27 PM
“What on earth did I ask him to tea for!” he said to himself, as he went to the pantry.
And upon its out-thrust knee was the Guarded City, with its seven walls of stone so strong and old that it seemed to have been not builded but carven by giants out of the bones of the earth.
November 7, 2025 at 10:00 PM
And upon its out-thrust knee was the Guarded City, with its seven walls of stone so strong and old that it seemed to have been not builded but carven by giants out of the bones of the earth.
Every now and again the pursuers found things that had been dropped or cast away: food-bags, the rinds and crusts of hard grey bread, a torn black cloak, a heavy iron-nailed shoe broken on the stones.
November 6, 2025 at 1:26 AM
Every now and again the pursuers found things that had been dropped or cast away: food-bags, the rinds and crusts of hard grey bread, a torn black cloak, a heavy iron-nailed shoe broken on the stones.
There was also a generous distribution of squibs, crackers, backarappers, sparklers, torches, dwarf-candles, elf-fountains, goblin-barkers and thunderclaps. They were all superb.
November 4, 2025 at 11:26 PM
There was also a generous distribution of squibs, crackers, backarappers, sparklers, torches, dwarf-candles, elf-fountains, goblin-barkers and thunderclaps. They were all superb.