Can you remember your first taste of spice?” “It tasted like cinnamon.” “But never twice the same,” he said. “It’s like life — it presents a differen… - Frank Herbert

The body, learning a thing is good for it, interprets the flavor as pleasurable — slightly euphoric. And, like life, never to be truly synthesized.

Can you remember your first taste of spice?” “It tasted like cinnamon.

When God hath ordained a creature to die in a particular place, He causeth that creature’s wants to direct him to that place.

A person cries out against life because it's lonely, and because life's broken off from whatever created it. But no matter how much you hate life, you love it, too. It's like a caldron boiling with everything you have to have — but very painful to the lips.

Each man is a little war.