“We faced it and did not resist. The storm passed through us and around us. It's gone, but we remain.”

Frank Herbert

“The day hums sweetly when you have enough bees working for you.”

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

“They compose poems to their knives.”

Frank Herbert

“How would we flood village and city with our information? The people must learn how well I govern them. How would they know if we didn't tell them?”

Frank Herbert

“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

“The terrain enforced its own rhythms.”

Frank Herbert

“... one doesn't need telepathy to read your intentions.”

Frank Herbert

“Paradise on my right, Hell on my left and the Angel of Death behind.”

Frank Herbert

“There is in each of us an ancient force that takes and an ancient force that gives. A man finds little difficulty facing that place within himself where the taking force dwells, but it’s almost impossible for him to see into the giving force without changing into something other than man. For a woman, the situation is reversed…These things are so ancient within us…that they’re ground into each separate cell of our bodies…It’s as easy to be overwhelmed by giving as by taking.”

Frank Herbert

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

Frank Herbert

“Hard tasks need hard ways.”

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

“Hoşnutsuzluk bilimi diye bir şey olmalıydı. İnsanlar ruhsal kaslarını geliştirmek için zor zamanlara ve sıkıntılara ihtiyaç duyar.”

Frank Herbert

“ruling class that lives as ruling classes have lived in all times while, beneath them, a semihuman mass of semislaves exists on the leavings.

Frank Herbert


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