“My Precious, my Precious.”

“It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious.”

“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.”

“My body is precious and not separate from my soul.”

“Frodo gave a cry, and there was, fallen upon his knees at the chasm's edge. But Gollum, dancing like a mad thing, held aloft the ring, a finger still thrust within its circle. "Precious, precious, precious!" Gollum cried. "My Precious! O my Precious!" And with that, even as his eyes were lifted up to gloat on his prize, he stepped too far, toppled, wavered for a moment on the brink, and then with a shriek he fell. Out of the depths came his last wail precious, and he was gone.”

“my grandmother has given me her own version of the precious gift: the most precious gift any teenager coul ask for:MY GRANDMOTHER HAS GIVEN MY MY OWN SEX PLACE!!!!!”