I told him that to endure oneself may be the hardest task in the universe. - Frank Herbert

A ruler must learn to persuade and not to compel.

Why is it that foolishness repeats itself with such monotonous precision?

Whirling silence settled around Jessica. Every fiber of her body accepted the fact that something profound had happened to it. She felt that she was a conscious mote, smaller than any subatomic particle, yet capable of motion and of sensing her surroundings. Like an abrupt revelation — the curtains whipped away — she realized she had become aware of a psychokinesthetic extension of herself. She was the mote, yet not the mote.