And one more Half-Blood Prince essay recommendation, for good measure: fabularasa's "There is no room for misinterpretation of this book."
In honor of faramirgirl's birthday, a special quote for the day, one that captures the heart of a Hobbit:
In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring,
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair.
Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep,
above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell.
from The Return of the King, J.R.R. Tolkien