The Art of Individuation XI

Gandalf:
The world is not in your books and maps. It’s out there.

Bilbo Baggins:
I can’t just go running off into the blue! I am a Baggins of Bag End!

Gandalf:
You are also a Took. Did you know that your Great-Great-Great-Great Uncle Bullroarer Took was so large he could ride a real horse?

Bilbo Baggins:
Yes.

Gandalf:
Well he could! In the Battle of Greenfields, he charged the Goblin ranks. He swung his club so hard it knocked the Goblin King’s head cleaned off and it sailed a hundred yards through the air and went down a rabbit hole. And thus the battle was won and the game of golf invented at the same time.

Bilbo Baggins:
I do believe you made that up.

Gandalf:
Well, all good stories deserve embellishment. You’ll have a tale or two to tell of your own when you come back.

Bilbo Baggins:
Can you promise that I will come back?

Gandalf:
No. And if you do…you will not be the same.

~ The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey

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