Where iss it, where iss it: my Precious, my Precious? It's ours, it is, and we wants it. The thieves, the thieves, the filthy little thieves. Where are they with my Precious? Curse them! We hates them.

“I desired dragons with a profound desire. Of course, I in my timid body did not…”

“I had no desire to have either dreams or adventures like Alice, and the amount …”

“For even the very wise cannot see all ends.”

“Sé que esas cosas ocurrieron, pero no puedo verlas. Ya no me queda nada, Sam: n…”