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

― Frank Herbert

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

― Frank Herbert

“The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen" -- which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.”

― Frank Herbert

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

― Frank Herbert

“You shall be known among us as Usul, the base of the pillar. This is your secret name, your troop name. We of Sietch”

― Frank Herbert

“Mankind has only one science… its the science of discontent.”

― Frank Herbert

“The thing the ecologically illiterate don’t realize about an ecosystem,” Kynes said, “is that it’s a system. A system! A system maintains a certain fluid stability that can be destroyed by a misstep in just one niche. A system has order, a flowing from point to point. If something dams that flow, order collapses. The untrained might miss that collapse until it was too late. That’s why the highest function of ecology is the understanding of consequences.”

― Frank Herbert

“What a dolt my father sends me for weaponry,” Paul intoned. “This doltish Gurney Halleck has forgotten the first lesson for a fighting man armed and shielded.” Paul snapped the force button at his waist, felt the crinkled-skin tingling of the defensive field at his forehead and down his back, heard external sounds take on characteristic shield-filtered flatness. “In shield fighting, one moves fast on defense, slow on attack,” Paul said. “Attack has the sole purpose of tricking the opponent into a misstep, setting him up for the attack sinister. The shield turns the fast blow, admits the slow kindjal!” Paul snapped up the rapier, feinted fast and whipped it back for a slow thrust timed to enter a shield’s mindless defenses.”

― Frank Herbert

“The concept of progress acts as a protective mechanism to shield us from the terrors of the future. —”

― 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

“Do not count a human dead until you’ve seen his body. And even then you can make a mistake.”

― Frank Herbert

“Behold, as a wild ass in the desert, go I forth to my work.”

― Frank Herbert

“The test of a man isn’t what you think he’ll do. It’s what he actually does.”

― Frank Herbert

“I told my nephew of the great esteem our Emperor holds for you, Count Fenring,” the Baron said. And he thought: Mark him well, Feyd! A killer with the manners of a rabbit—this is the most dangerous kind.”

― Frank Herbert

“Each man is a little war.”

― Frank Herbert


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