On Caladan, we ruled with sea and air power, the Duke said. Here, we must scrabble for desert power. This is your inheritance, Paul.

I remember Mum repeatedly telling us we had good hearts and good brains. When she said that we'd say 'thanks' and it might have sounded as if we were thanking her for seeing us that way but actually we were thanking her for giving us whatever goodness was in us.

I had an inheritance from my father,It was the moon and the sun.And though I roam all over the world,The spending of it's never done.

What are the chances that we will one day discover that DNA has absolutely nothing to do with inheritance? They are effectively zero.

Let my heiress have full rights,Live in my house, sing songs that I composed.Yet how slowly my strength ebbs,How the tortured breast craves air.The love of my friends, my enemies' rancorAnd the yellow roses in my bushy garden,And a lover's burning tenderness—all thisI bestow upon you, messenger of dawn.Also the glory for which I was born,For which my star, like some whirlwind, soaredAnd now falls. Look, its fallingProphesies your power, love and inspiration.Preserving my generous bequest,You will live long and worthily.Thus it will be. You see, I am content,Be happy, but remember me.

A son can bear with composure the death of his father, but the loss of his inheritance might drive him to despair.

There is nothing earthly that lasts so well, on the whole, as money. A man's learning dies with him; even his virtues fade out of remembrance; but the dividends on the stocks he bequeaths to his children live and keep his memory green.

The art of will-making chiefly consists in baffling the importunity of expectation.

One of my father's most precious legacies to me was spiritual. I learned from him the value of courage and the strength of will.

They that marry ancient people, merely in expectation to bury them, hang themselves in hope that one will come and cut the halter.

When it comes to divide an estate, the politest men quarrel.

Posthumous charities are the very essence of selfishness when bequeathed by those who, when alive, would part with nothing.