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

Frank Herbert

“A voice hissed: "He sheds tears!" It was taken around the ring "Usal gives moisture to the dead!" He felt fingers touch his damp cheek, heard the awed whispers.”

Frank Herbert

“Arrakis is a one-crop planet,” his father said. “One crop. It supports a ruling class that lives as ruling classes have lived in all times while, beneath them, a semihuman mass of semislaves exists on the leavings. It’s the masses and the leavings that occupy our attention. These are far more valuable than has ever been suspected.”

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 could close his eyes and recall the shouts of the crowds. So that is what they hope, he thought. And he remembered what the old Reverend Mother had said: Kwisatz Haderach. The memories touched his feelings of terrible purpose, shading this strange world”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Thou shalt not make a machine in the likeness of a man’s mind,’” Paul quoted.”

Frank Herbert

“Life produces a different taste each time you take it.”

Frank Herbert

“I will await below,” Stilgar said, “while Idaho makes farewell with his friends. Turok was the name of our dead friend. Remember that when it comes time to release his spirit. You are friends of Turok.”

Frank Herbert

“Humans are almost always lonely.”

Frank Herbert

“The Fremen have a simple, practical religion,” he said. “Nothing about religion is simple.”

Frank Herbert

“She looked at patches of blackness. Black is a blind remembering, she thought.”

Frank Herbert

“She thought of the boy's features as an exquisite distillation out of random patterns-endless queues of happenstance meeting at this nexus.”

Frank Herbert

“Law is the ultimate science.”

Frank Herbert

“She thought of the boy’s features as an exquisite distillation out of random patterns—endless queues of happenstance meeting at this nexus.”

Frank Herbert


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