Children are who they are. I may love them all, but I know them too. Their feet are as much clay as my own. It hardly matters what path we’ve walked to become what we are. Whatever it was, we’ve walked it.

Convert jealousy of others into loving and respecting yourself. Don't be wasteful of good vibes and positive energy.

Slowly slowly my broken wings are getting attached again.

One uses power by grasping it lightly. To grasp too strongly is to be taken over by power, and thus to become its victim.

Written By Frank Herbert

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