I was tired. I hadn&#39;t slept eight hours in two, three years. I lived on four, five hours of sleep. You can do it during a campaign because thousands are screaming for you. You&#39;re getting adrenaline shots each day. Then the campaign ends, and there are no more shots.

May I urge you to consider my liver?” asked the animal, “it must be very rich and tender by now, I’ve been force-feeding myself for months.

That was the thing he resented about religion, Bickel thought—the way it appealed to emotion rather than intelligence.

Written By Frank Herbert

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