For the impious act begets more after it, like to the parent stock.

If you pour oil and vinegar into the same vessel, you would call them not friends but opponents.

Bronze is the mirror of form, wine of the heart.

Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.

There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls.

I would rather be ignorant than knowledgeable of evils.

I pray the gods some respite from the weary task of this long year's watch that lying on the Atreidae's roof on bended arm, dog- like, I have kept, marking the conclave of all night's stars, those potentates blazing in the heavens that bring winter and summer to mortal men, the constellations, when they wane, when they rise.