For Now Is My Grief Heavier Than

The Convoluted Wording Of Legalisms Grew Up Around The Necessity To Hide From Ourselves The Violence We Intend Toward Each Other. Between Depriving A Man Of One Hour From His Life And Depriving Him Of His Life There Exists Only A Difference Of Degree. You Have Done Violence To Him, Consumed His Energy.

A Stone Is Heavy And The Sand Is Weighty; But A Fool's Wrath Is Heavier Than Them Both.

Leto Turned A Hard Stare At Kynes. And Kynes, Returning The Stare, Found Himself Troubled By A Fact He Had Observed Here: This Duke Was Concerned More Over The Men Than He Was Over The Spice. He Risked His Own Life, And That Of His Son To Save The Men. He Passed Off The Loss Of A Spice Crawler With A Gesture. The Threat To Men's Lives Had Him In A Rage. A Leader Such As That Would Command Fanatic Loyalty. He Would Be Difficult To Defeat. Against His Own Will And All Previous Judgements, Kynes Admitted To Himself: I Like This Duke.

Historians Exercise Great Power And Some Of Them Know It. They Recreate The Past, Changing It To Fit Their Own Interpretations. Thus, They Change The Future As Well.

If We Deny Emotion, We Lose All Touch With Our Internal Universe.