No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it&#39;s not the same river and he&#39;s not the same man.

When I was leaving I kind of felt a little bit sad, because I made some friends down in skid row.

My mom and dad gave their kids the greatest gift of all - the gift of unconditional love. They cared deeply about who we would be, and much less about what we would do.

He doesn’t appear much, does he—one frightened old fat man too weak to support his own flesh without the help of suspensors.” It

Written By Frank Herbert

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