To venture out of the realm of LOTR for a minute, one of my favorites is from The Silmarillion:
Quote:
Then Manwe and Yavanna parted for that time, and Yavanna returned to Aule; and he was in his smithy, pouring molten metal into a mould. 'Eru is bountiful,' she said. 'Now let thy children [the dwarves] beware! For there shall walk a power in the forests whose wrath they will arouse at their peril.'
'Nonetheless they will have need of wood,' said Aule, and he went on with his smith-work.
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Just the casualness with which I can envision Aule saying this is just too amusing.