“To the east, the night grew a faggot of luminous grey, then seashell opalescence that dimmed the stars. There came the long, bell-tolling movement of dawn striking across a broken horizon.”

Frank Herbert

“The people must learn how well I govern them. How would they know if we didn’t tell them?”

Frank Herbert

“My father once told me that respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. ‘Something”

Frank Herbert

“The real wealth of a planet is in its landscape, how we take part in that basic source of civilization- agriculture.”

Frank Herbert

“The Fremen have a saying they credit to Shai-hulud, Old Father Eternity,” he said. “They say: ‘Be prepared to appreciate what you meet.’”

Frank Herbert

“My mother is my enemy. She does not know it, but she is. She is bringing the jihad. She bore me; she trained me. She is my enemy.”

Frank Herbert

“Mankind has only one science… its the science of discontent.”

Frank Herbert

“Somewhere beneath him, the pre-spice mass had accumulated enough water and organic matter from the little makers, had reached the critical stage of wild growth. A gigantic bubble of carbon dioxide was forming deep in the sand, heaving upward in an enormous “blow” with a dust whirlpool at its center. It would exchange what had been formed deep in the sand for whatever lay on the surface.

Frank Herbert

“Time could be made to serve the mind.”

Frank Herbert

“My son will wear the title well, the Duke thought, and realized with a sudden chill that this was another death thought.”

Frank Herbert

“If he could smell the pre-spice mass, that meant the gasses deep under the sand were nearing explosive pressure.”

Frank Herbert

“Don't sit with your back to any doors.”

Frank Herbert

“My lungs taste the air of Time, Blown past falling sands…”

Frank Herbert

“Men looked at their gods and their rituals and saw that both were filled with that most terrible of all equations: fear over ambition.”

Frank Herbert

“Paul sat silently in the darkness, a single stark thought dominating his awareness: My mother is my enemy. She does not know it, but she is. She is bringing the jihad. She bore me; she trained me. She is my enemy.”

Frank Herbert


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