Wine Gives Strength To Weary Men.

I've Always Wondered If There Was A God. And Now I Know There Is -- And It's Me.

What Is This Word That Broke Through The Fence Of Your Teeth, Atreides?

There Will Be Killing Till The Score Is Paid.

I Would Rather Be A Serf In A Poor Man's House And Be Above Ground Than Reign Among The Dead.

The Son Of Saturn Gave The Nod With His Dark Brows. The Ambrosial Curls Upon The Sovereign One's Immortal Head Were Shaken, And With Them The Mighty Mount, Olympus Trembled.