“Chani sat back on her heels, submerging her fears in thought as she studied Paul’s face. This was a trick she had learned from watching the Reverend Mothers. Time could be made to serve the mind.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“He maintains the level of individuals. Too few individuals, and a people reverts to a mob.”

Frank Herbert

“Muad’Dib: “If a child, an untrained person, an ignorant person, or an insane person incites trouble, it is the fault of authority for not predicting and preventing that trouble. ” O.C.”

Frank Herbert

“What has mood to do with it? You fight when the necessity arises—no matter the mood! Mood's a thing for cattle or making love or playing the baliset. It's not for fighting.”

Frank Herbert

“No conocerás el miedo. El miedo mata la mente. El miedo es la pequeña muerte que conduce a la destrucción total. Afrontaré mi miedo. Permitiré que pase sobre mí y a través de mí. Y cuando haya pasado girare mi ojo interior para escrutar su camino. Allá donde haya pasado el miedo ya no habrá nada. Solo estaré yo.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“I see us giving love to each other in a time of quiet between storms. It's what we were meant to do.”

Frank Herbert

“He uses the nice old words so rich in tradition to be sure I know he means it.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“But it's well known that repression makes a religion flourish.”

Frank Herbert

“Our civilization appears to’ve fallen so deeply into the habit of invasion that we cannot even obey a simple order of the Imperium without the old ways cropping up.”

Frank Herbert

“Be prepared to appreciate what you meet.”

Frank Herbert

“Piter spoke to Jessica. "I'd thought of binding you by a threat held over your son, but I begin to see that would not have worked. I let emotion cloud reason. Bad policy for a Mentat.”

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


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