“They compose poems to their knives.”

― Frank Herbert

“A single obscure decision of prophecy, perhaps the choice of one word over another, could change the entire aspect of the future. He tells us "The vision of time is broad, but when you pass through it, time becomes a narrow door.”

― Frank Herbert

“If he could smell the pre-spice mass, that meant the gasses deep under the sand were nearing explosive pressure.”

― Frank Herbert

“He straightened, assuming an odd attitude of dignity – as though it were another mask.”

― Frank Herbert

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

― 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

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

― Frank Herbert

“Paul crouched at the ready and, as he had been trained to do after first blood, called out: “Do you yield?”

― 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

“Whirling silence settled around Jessica. Every fiber of her body accepted the fact that something profound had happened to it. She felt that she was a conscious mote, smaller than any subatomic particle, yet capable of motion and of sensing her surroundings. Like an abrupt revelation—the curtains whipped away—she realized she had become aware of a psychokinesthetic extension of herself. She was the mote, yet not the mote.”

― Frank Herbert

“Paul looked down at the hand that had known pain, and then up to the Reverend Mother. The sound of her voice contained a difference than from any other voicing his experience. The words were outlined in brilliance. There was an edge to them.”

― Frank Herbert

“The Harkonnens discouraged investigation of the spice, didn’t they?”

― Frank Herbert

“Mood?” Halleck’s voice betrayed his outrage even through the shield’s filtering. “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

“Fremenler eskilerin 'spannungsbogen' dediği bir nitelikte kusursuzlaşmıştı... yani arzuladıkları bir şeyi elde etmeye çalışmadan önce sabredebiliyorlardı.”

― Frank Herbert

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

― Frank Herbert


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