For the world did not change, this violence had always existed and would never be eradicated, men would die under the boot and fists and horror of other men until the end of time, and all human history was a history of violence.

She looked at him and saw that his nostrils were slightly flared. In other respects he seemed completely at ease, acknowledging cheerfully the greetings of the Casino functionaries.

I can remember loving to recruit. I knew I was going to do my best. But traveling and recruiting doesn&#39;t appeal to me any more. It&#39;s not as much fun as it used to be.

At the age of fifteen, he had already learned silence.

Written By Frank Herbert

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