“they’d chosen always the clear, safe course that leads ever downward into stagnation.”

Frank Herbert

“How do you call among you the little mouse, the mouse that jumps?” Paul asked, remembering the pop-hop of motion at Tuono Basin. He illustrated with one hand. A chuckle sounded through the troop. “We call that one muad’dib,” Stilgar said. Jessica”

Frank Herbert

“The person who experiences greatness must have a feeling for the myth he is in. He must reflect what is projected upon him.”

Frank Herbert

“The old woman was a witch shadow—hair like matted spiderwebs, hooded ’round darkness of features, eyes like glittering jewels.”

Frank Herbert

“When religion and politics travel in the same cart, the riders believe nothing can stand in their way. Their movement becomes headlong—faster and faster and faster. They put aside all thought of obstacles and forget that a precipice does not show itself to the man in a blind rush until it’s too late.” Paul”

Frank Herbert

“Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.”

Frank Herbert

“The universe is full of doors.”

Frank Herbert

“The proper teaching is recognized with ease. You can know it without fail because it awakens within you that sensation which tells you this is something you’ve always known.”

Frank Herbert

“How often it is that the angry man rages denial of what his inner self is telling him.”

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

“trinocular vision that permitted him to see time-become-space.

Frank Herbert

“Humans live best when each has his own place, when each knows where he belongs in the scheme of things. Destroy the place and destroy the person.”

Frank Herbert

“Who asks for justice? We make our own justice.”

Frank Herbert

“He felt the inability to grieve as a terrible flaw.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert


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