One should never presume one is the sole object of a hunt, - Frank Herbert

Flesh that had cried in ecstasy, eyes that had burned him with their desire, the voice that had charmed him because it played no tricks of subtle control — all gone, back into the water and the sand.

What delicious abandon in the sleep of the child. Where do we lose it?

There exists a limit to the force even the most powerful may apply without destroying themselves. Judging this limit is the true artistry of government. Misuse of power is the fatal sin.