"I should like to save the Shire, if I could - though there have been times when I thought the inhabitants too stupid and dull for words, and have felt that an earthquake or an invasion of dragons might be good for them. But I don't feel like that now. I feel that as long as the Shire lies behind, safe and comfortable, I shall find wandering more bearable: I shall know that somewhere there is a firm foothold, even if my feet cannot stand there again."

carrying the world around his neck

"I see no hope of it now. But I've got to do the best I can."

“What cupcakes taste like? My dear Miss Two, I do believe it has been some time since I have eaten a cupcake. No, I haven’t been able to remember the taste.” Hers was..a most unique flavor, but she had worked at it with all her heart, and even a hobbit couldn’t ignore that sort of kindness. 

Chuckling, he took a bite, and found while it was over-sweet, to be entirely delicious.

“It’s wonderful…it’s — more than I could have expected to have nor experience again.” Smiling, he lifted his head, blue eyes alight in a way they had not been in a very long time.

“Now, I remember it. Thank you, Miss Two. Thank you very much.”