“spannungsbogen”—which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing. —”

Frank Herbert

“The night is a tunnel, she thought, a hole into tomorrow...”

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

“There is probably no more terrible instant of enlightenment than the one in which you discover your father is a man—with human flesh.”

Frank Herbert

“It is said in the desert that possession of water in great amount can inflict a man with fatal carelessness.”

Frank Herbert

“The natural human´s an animal without a logic. Your projection of logic onto all affairs is unnatural.”

Frank Herbert

“How would we flood village and city with our information? The people must learn how well I govern them. How would they know if we didn't tell them?”

Frank Herbert

“It supports a ruling class that lives as ruling classes have lived in all times while, beneath them, a semihuman mass of semislaves exists on the leavings…”

Frank Herbert

“Beginnings are such delicate times.”

Frank Herbert

“The vision of time is broad, but when you pass through it, time becomes a narrow door.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“You must learn to rule. It's something none of your ancestors learned.”

Frank Herbert

“What has mood to do with it? You fight when the necessity arises—no matter the mood! Mood's a thing for cattle or making love or playing the baliset. It's not for fighting.”

Frank Herbert

“A voice hissed: "He sheds tears!" It was taken around the ring "Usal gives moisture to the dead!" He felt fingers touch his damp cheek, heard the awed whispers.”

Frank Herbert

“Have you heard the latest word from Arrakis?” the Baron asked. “No, Uncle.” Feyd-Rautha forced himself not to look back. He turned down the hall out of the servants’ wing. “They’ve a new prophet or religious leader of some kind among the Fremen,” the Baron said. “They call him Muad’Dib. Very funny, really. It means ‘the Mouse.’ I’ve told Rabban to let them have their religion. It’ll keep them occupied.”

Frank Herbert


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