Revenge is barren of itself: it is the dreadful food it feeds on its delight is murder and its end is despair.

Men have looked upon the desert as barren land the free holding of whoever chose but in fact each hill and valley in it had a man who was its acknowledged owner and would quickly assert the right of his family or clan to it against aggression.

Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.