“If you rely only on your eyes, your other senses weaken.”

Frank Herbert

“Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

Frank Herbert

“He uses the nice old words so rich in tradition to be sure I know he means it.”

Frank Herbert

“I have been a stranger in a strange land, Halleck quoted. Paul stared at him, recognizing the quotation from the O.C. Bible, wondering: Does Gurney, too, wish an end to devious plots?”

Frank Herbert

“Prophets have a way of dying by violence.”

Frank Herbert

“trinocular vision that permitted him to see time-become-space.

Frank Herbert

“A ruler must learn to persuade and not to compel.”

Frank Herbert

“the drowning man who climbs on your shoulders to save himself is understandable—except when you see it happen in the drawing room.”

Frank Herbert

“I'm the well-trained fruit tree. Full of well-trained feelings and abilities and all of them grafted onto me”

Frank Herbert

“There was pain in him - like a blister, all that was left of some lost yesterday that Time had pruned off him.”

Frank Herbert

“wormfaced, crawling, sand-brained piece of lizard turd!”

Frank Herbert

“Do not count a human dead until you’ve seen his body. And even then you can make a mistake.”

Frank Herbert

“And he thought then about the Guild—the force that had specialized for so long that it had become a parasite, unable to exist independently of the life upon which it fed. They had never dared grasp the sword…and now they could not grasp it. They might have taken Arrakis when they realized the error of specializing on the melange awareness-spectrum narcotic for their navigators. They could have done this, lived their glorious day and died. Instead, they’d existed from moment to moment, hoping the seas in which they swam might produce a new host when the old one died.”

Frank Herbert

“Jessica, hearing the voices, felt the depth of the experience, realized what terrible inhibitions there must be against shedding tears. She focused on the words: “He gives moisture to the dead.” It was a gift to the shadow world—tears. They would be sacred beyond a doubt.”

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


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