If any man obeys the gods, they listen to him also.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
For I am yearning to visit the limits of the all-nurturing Earth, and Oceans, from whom the gods are sprung.
What is this word that broke through the fence of your teeth, Atreides?
For rarely are sons similar to their fathers: most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers.
Long exercised in woes.