“Fear is the mind-killer.”

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

“He’s awake and listening to us,” said the old woman. “Sly little rascal.” She chuckled. “But royalty has need of slyness. And if he’s really the Kwisatz Haderach…well….”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“There is in all things a pattern that is part of our universe. It has symmetry, elegance, and grace - these qualities you find always in that the true artist captures. You can find it in the turning of the seasons, the way sand trails along a ridge, in the branch clusters of the creosote bush of the pattern of its leaves. We try to copy these patterns in our lives and in our society, seeking the rhythms, the dances, the forms that comfort. Yet, it is possible to see peril in the finding of ultimate perfection. It is clear that the ultimate pattern contains its own fixity. In such perfection, all things move towards death.”

Frank Herbert

“It's easier to be terrified by an enemy you admire.”

Frank Herbert

“What have we here—jinn or human?”

Frank Herbert

“The universe is full of doors,”

Frank Herbert

“My lungs taste the air of Time, Blown past falling sands…”

Frank Herbert

“It was a scene of such beauty it caught all his attention. Some things beggar likeness, he thought.

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

“When law and duty are one, united by religion, you never become fully conscious, fully aware of yourself. You are always a little less than an individual.”

Frank Herbert

“And he thought: I’m a seed

Frank Herbert

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

Frank Herbert

“There is no escape—we pay for the violence of our ancestors.”

Frank Herbert


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