You have your words, and I have mine.

“Tell me, before you call us servants, who served whom? And who, I wonder, in yo…”

“There is now, in my mouth, this sharp chain. And it never comes out.”

“Can you think of anything worse one can do to anybody than take away their wors…”

“What did I expect of him? Very little, I promise you. One more dented little fa…”