“Surely not a palm lock, she told herself. A palm lock must be keyed to one individual’s hand shape and palm lines. But it looked like a palm lock. And there were ways to open any palm lock—as she had learned at school.”

Frank Herbert

“Our civilization appears to’ve fallen so deeply into the habit of invasion that we cannot even obey a simple order of the Imperium without the old ways cropping up.”

Frank Herbert

“THE DUKE Leto Atreides leaned against a parapet of the landing control tower outside Arrakeen. The night’s first moon, an oblate silver coin, hung well above the southern horizon. Beneath it, the jagged cliffs of the Shield Wall shone like parched icing through a dust haze. To his left, the lights of Arrakeen glowed in the haze—yellow . . . white . . . blue.”

Frank Herbert

“Isn’t it odd how we misunderstand the hidden unity of kindness and cruelty?” Jessica”

Frank Herbert

“We are the people of Misr,” the old woman rasped. “Since our Sunni ancestors fled from Nilotic al-Ourouba, we have known flight and death. The young go on that our people shall not die.”

Frank Herbert

“She’s the One all right,” she muttered. “Poor thing.”

Frank Herbert

“Schools were started to train human talents...  The Guild... emphasizes almost pure mathematics. Bene Gesserit performs... politics. The original Bene Gesserit school was directed by those who saw the need of a thread of continuity in human affairs. They saw there count be no such continuity without separating human stock from animal stock - for breeding purposes.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“He doesn’t appear much, does he—one frightened old fat man too weak to support his own flesh without the help of suspensors.”

Frank Herbert

“Another might have missed the tension, but she had trained him in the Bene Gesserit Way - in the minutiae of observation.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Once men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them.” “ ‘Thou shalt not make a machine in the likeness of a man’s mind,”

Frank Herbert

“He maintains the level of individuals. Too few individuals, and a people reverts to a mob.”

Frank Herbert

“And he thought: I’m a seed

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert


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