Young People Are Thoughtless As A Rule.

What Is This Word That Broke Through The Fence Of Your Teeth, Atreides?

He Lives Not Long Who Battles With The Immortals, Nor Do His Children Prattle About His Knees When He Has Come Back From Battle And The Dread Fray.

And Rest At Last Where Souls Unbodied Dwell, In Ever-flowing Meads Of Asphodel.

The Best Things Beyond Their Measure Cloy.

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.