Being a cheerful hobbit, he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed.

It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.

Už to nemůže trvat dlouho, než skřeti zdolají bránu a všechny nás pobijí nebo zaženou dolů a zajmou. Jeden by nad tím opravdu plakal, po tom všem, čím prošel. Byl by radši, kdyby celý ten mizerný poklad zůstal starému Šmakovi, než aby ho dostaly tyhle podivné stvůry a než aby chudák starý Bombur a Balin a Fili a Kili a všichni ostatní takhle špatně skončili; a taky Bard a Jezerní lidé a také ti veselí elfové. Jaká bída!

Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

You certainly usually find something if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

The yells and yammering, croaking, gibbering and jabbering, howls and growls and curses, shrieking and shrinking that followed were beyond description. Several hundred wildcats and wolves being roasted slowly alive together would not have compared with it.