Everything they had, rested on a few minutes in a library years ago. Was it too frail?
Sulley, you’re not supposed to name it. Once you name it, you start getting attached to it. Now put that thing back where it came from or so help me.
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.’
I just can’t see God putting a gift like that in the hands of a man who would kill a child.