“What delicious abandon in the sleep of the child. Where do we lose it?”

Frank Herbert

“My mother is my enemy. She does not know it, but she is. She is bringing the jihad. She bore me; she trained me. She is my enemy.”

Frank Herbert

“Can you remember your first taste of spice?” “It tasted like cinnamon.” “But never twice the same,” he said. “It’s like life—it presents a different face each time you take it. Some hold that the spice produces a learned-flavor reaction. The body, learning a thing is good for it, interprets the flavor as pleasurable—slightly euphoric. And, like life, never to be truly synthesized.”

Frank Herbert

“His voice was low, charged with unspeakable adjectives.”

Frank Herbert

“I should like friendship with you ... and trust. I should like that respect for each other which grows in the breast without demand for the huddlings of sex.”

Frank Herbert

“Don't sit with your back to any doors.”

Frank Herbert

“The day the flesh shapes and the flesh the day shapes.”

Frank Herbert

“The people who can destroy a thing, they control it.”

Frank Herbert

“Color streamed into a toe of darkness testing the sand.”

Frank Herbert

“The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows—a wall against the wind. This is the willow’s purpose.”

Frank Herbert

“One should never presume one is the sole object of a hunt,”

Frank Herbert

“There’s another thing, Jessica thought. Paul must be cautioned about their women. One of these desert women would not do as wife to a Duke. As concubine, yes, but not as wife.”

Frank Herbert

“El misterio de la vida no es problema que hay que resolver, sino una realidad que hay que experimentar.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert


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