Wine sets even a thoughtful man to singing, or sets him into softly laughing, sets him to dancing. Sometimes it tosses out a word that was better unspoken.
Be both a speaker of words and a doer of deeds.
What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?
There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.
The blade itself incites to deeds of violence.
I want to be alone with my thought.