[littlemanpoet]

One of my favorites is Gimli speaking with Galadriel at the farewell to Lorien. Granted, it's an exchange, but the words of both are priceless:

"And what gift would a Dwarf ask of the Elves?" said Galadriel, turning to Gimli.
"None, Lady," answered Gimli. "It is enough for me to have seen the Lady of the Galadrim, and to have heard her gentle words."
"Hear all ye Elves!" she cried to those about her. "Let none say again that Dwarves are grasping and ungracious! Yet surely, Gimli, son of Gloin, you desire something that I could give? Name it, I bid you!
You shall not be the only guest without a gift."
"There is nothing, Lady Galadriel," said Gimli, bowing low and stammering. "Nothing, unless, it might be - unless it is permitted to ask, nay, to name a single strand of your hair, which surpasses the gold of the earth as the stars surpass the gems of the mine. I do not ask for such a gift. But you commanded me to name my desire."
The Elves stirred..."but tell me, what would you to with such a gift?"
"Treasure it, Lady," he answered, "in memory of your words to me at our first meeting. And if ever I return to othe smithies of my home, it shall be set in imperishable crystal to be an heirloom of my house, and a pledge of good will between the Mountain and the Wood until the end of days."

Brings a smile and tears at the same time. Every time.