Tolkien describes it this way in the Fellowship of the Ring.
Frodo was now safe . . . The house was as Bilbo had long ago reported, 'a perfect house, whether you like food or sleep or storytelling or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mix of them all.' Merely to be there was a cure for weariness, fear and sadness.
Frodo was now safe . . . The house was as Bilbo had long ago reported, 'a perfect house, whether you like food or sleep or storytelling or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mix of them all.' Merely to be there was a cure for weariness, fear and sadness.
Oh, how I need a place like that right now.
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