Who and what are they?
and how do they come to be there?
Those children are the greatest wonder I have found in this world of wonders." "In Bulika you may, perhaps, get some light on those matters.

There is an ancient poem in the library of the palace, I am told, which of course no one there can read, but in which it is plainly written that after the Lovers have gone through great troubles and learned their own name, they will fill the land, and make the giants their slaves." "By that time they will have grown a little, will they not ?" I said.
"Yes, they will have grown; yet I think too they will not have grown.
It is possible to grow and not to grow, to grow less and to grow bigger, both at once--yes, even to grow by means of not growing!" "Your words are strange, madam!" I rejoined.

"But I have heard it said that some words, because they mean more, appear to mean less!" "That is true, and such words HAVE to be understood.

It were well for the princess of Bulika if she heard what the very silence of the land is shouting in her ears all day long! But she is far too clever to understand anything." "Then I suppose, when the little Lovers are grown, their land will have water again ?" "Not exactly so: when they are thirsty enough, they will have water, and when they have water, they will grow.

To grow, they must have water.
And, beneath, it is flowing still." "I have heard that water twice," I said; "-- once when I lay down to wait for the moon--and when I woke the sun was shining! and once when I fell, all but killed by the bad giant.