“The real universe is always one step behind logic.”

Frank Herbert

“I am a leg of the death tripod that will destroy our foes.”

Frank Herbert

“All men beneath your position covet your station,”

Frank Herbert

“Where Thufir Hawat goes, death and deceit follow.”

Frank Herbert

“A leader, you see, is one of the things that distinguishes a mob from a people. He maintains the level of individuals. Too few individuals, and a people reverts to a mob.” 

Frank Herbert

“The test of a man isn’t what you think he’ll do. It’s what he actually does.”

Frank Herbert

“I told my nephew of the great esteem our Emperor holds for you, Count Fenring,” the Baron said. And he thought: Mark him well, Feyd! A killer with the manners of a rabbit—this is the most dangerous kind.”

Frank Herbert

“hold at your neck the gom jabbar,” she said. “The gom jabbar, the high-handed enemy. It’s a needle with a drop of poison on its tip. Ah-ah! Don’t pull away or you’ll feel that poison.”

Frank Herbert

“wormfaced, crawling, sand-brained piece of lizard turd!”

Frank Herbert

“Respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. Something cannot emerge from nothing.”

Frank Herbert

“Jessica stopped beside him: ‘What delicious abandon in the sleep of a child.’ He spoke mechanically: ‘If only adults could relax like that.’  ‘Yes.’ ‘When do we lose it?’ He murmured… ‘We do indeed lose something,’ she said.”

Frank Herbert

“When a Truthsayer's gifted by the drug, she can look many places in her memory - in her body's memory. We look down so many avenues of the past... but only feminine avenues... Yet there's a place no Truthsayer can see. We are repelled by it, terrorized. It is said a man will come one day and find in the gift of the drug his inward eye. He will look where we cannot - into both feminine and masculine pasts... Many men have tried the drug... so many, but none has succeeded." "They tried and failed, all of them?" "They tried and died.”

Frank Herbert

“She’s the One all right,” she muttered. “Poor thing.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Try looking into that place where you dare not look! You'll find me there, staring out at you!”

Frank Herbert


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