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Frodo DuBois:
It was a ring, just a ring, when I was a very young
hobbit. When I was fifty, I made the discovery – love.
All at once and much, much too completely. It was like
you suddenly turned a blinding light on something that
had always been half in shadow, that’s how it struck
the world for me. But I was unlucky. Deluded. There
was something different about the ring, an inscription,
a heaviness and an evilness which wasn’t like any other
jewellery, although it wasn’t the least bit dangerous-looking
– still – that thing was there… it came to me for help.
I didn’t know that. I didn’t find out anything till
after our encounter when we’d run away and not come
back and all I knew was I’d failed it in some mysterious
way and wasn’t able to give the help it needed but couldn’t
speak of! It ws in the quicksands and clutching at me
– but I wasn’t holding it out, I was slipping in with
it! I didn’t know that. I didn’t know anything except
I loved it unendurably but without being able to help
it or help myself. Then I found out. In the worst of
all possible ways. By coming suddenly into a place that
I thought was empty – which wasn’t empty but had another
creature in it..
Gollum: My precioussss!
Frodo: Arrrgh