“I will await below,” Stilgar said, “while Idaho makes farewell with his friends. Turok was the name of our dead friend. Remember that when it comes time to release his spirit. You are friends of Turok.”

Frank Herbert

“Scientists seek the lawfulness of events. It is the task of Religion to fit man into this lawfulness.”

Frank Herbert

“Life produces a different taste each time you take it.”

Frank Herbert

“When he wanted, he could radiate charm and sincerity, but I often wonder in these later days if anything about him was as it seemed. I think now he was a man fighting constantly to escape the bars of an invisible cage.”

Frank Herbert

“Fortune passes everywhere.”

Frank Herbert

“Paul stepped past her, lifting his binoculars. He adjusted their internal pressure with a quick twist, focused the oil lenses on the other cliff, lifting golden tan in morning light across open sand. Jessica”

Frank Herbert

“It is impossible to live in the past, difficult to live in the present and a waste to live in the future.”

Frank Herbert

“They compose poems to their knives.”

Frank Herbert

“A stone is heavy and the sand is weighty; but a fool's wrath is heavier than them both.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“A man's flesh is his own; the water belongs to the tribe.”

Frank Herbert

“She had quoted a Bene Gesserit proverb to him: “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

“Sometimes I wonder about Piter," the Baron said. "I cause pain out of necessity, but he...I swear he takes a positive delight in it."

Frank Herbert

“The Baron could see the path ahead of him. One day, a Harkonnen would be Emperor. Not himself, and no spawn of his loins. But a Harkonnen. Not this Rabban he’d summoned, of course.

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


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