" Centuries ago there lived -
"A king!" my little readers will say immediately.
No, children, you are mistaken. Once upon a time there was a piece of wood. It was not an expensive piece of wood. Far from it. Just a common block of firewood, one of those thick, solid logs that are put on the fire in winter to make cold rooms cozy and warm. " - Carlo Collodi

He arrived naked, at night, alone and hungry; yet he was not afraid! Look, he has already pushed aside one of my little ones. And that crippled butcher would kill him and flee in the bale of the Waingunga, letting the peasants, to take revenge, slaughter of our whole litter! If I want to keep it? Sure! Be quiet, little frog. The day will come when you, Mowgli - because I want to call you "Mowgli the Frog" - will hunt down Shere Khan like he hunted you " Raksha - Rudyard Kipling

"In the year 1872, the house bearing number 7 of Saville-row, Burlington Gardens, -house where Sherudan died in 1814, - was inhabited by Phileas Fogg, one of the most singular and most marked members of the Reform Club of London, although he seemed to be careful not to do anything that could attract attention" - Jules Verne

"For Sherlock Holmes she was always the woman, and seldom did he mention her otherwise. In her eyes it eclipsed, dominated all her sex. Not that she had felt any love for Irene Adler. All emotions- this particularity- were alien to his cold and compassionate soul, but surprisingly thoughtful"