“Shishakli presented two thin, whiplike shafts as Paul approached. The shafts were about a meter and a half long with glistening plasteel hoods at one end, roughened at the other end for a firm grip. Paul accepted them both in his left hand as required by the ritual. “They are my own hooks,” Shishakli said in a husky voice. “They never have failed.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Mood’s a thing for cattle or for making love. You fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.”

Frank Herbert

“The mind commands the body and it obeys. The mind orders itself and meets resistance.”

Frank Herbert

“the mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve but a reality to experience.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“What delicious abandon in the sleep of the child. Where do we lose it?”

Frank Herbert

“we can say that Muad’Dib learned rapidly because his first training was in how to learn. And the first lesson of all was the basic trust that he could learn. It is shocking to find how many people do not believe they can learn, and how many more believe learning to be difficult. Muad’Dib knew that every experience carries its lesson. —”

Frank Herbert

“Yes. They’ll call me…Muad’Dib, ‘The One Who Points the Way.’ Yes…that’s what they’ll call me.”

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

“Growth is limited by the necessity which is present in the least amount. And naturally, the least favorable condition controls the growth rate”

Frank Herbert

“He looked, from behind, like a fleshless stick figure in overlarge black clothing, a caricature poised for stringy movement at the direction of a puppet master.

Frank Herbert

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

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

“The night is a tunnel, she thought, a hole into tomorrow...”

Frank Herbert


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