“For a moment, the sensation of coolness and the moisture were blessed relief. Then, as his planet killed him, it occurred to Kynes that his father and all the other scientists were wrong, that the most persistent principles of the universe were accident and error.”

Frank Herbert

“Most of the Houses have grown fat by taking few risks. One cannot truly blame them for this; one can only despise them.”

Frank Herbert

“Sad? Nonsense! Parting with friends is a sadness. A place is only a place.”

Frank Herbert

“The tribal commander must lose no face among those who should obey him. Paul”

Frank Herbert

“You shall be known among us as Usul, the base of the pillar. This is your secret name, your troop name. We of Sietch”

Frank Herbert

“I guess I’m not in the mood for it today,” Paul said. “Mood?” Halleck’s voice betrayed his outrage even through the shield’s filtering. “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

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

Frank Herbert

“Fremenler eskilerin 'spannungsbogen' dediği bir nitelikte kusursuzlaşmıştı... yani arzuladıkları bir şeyi elde etmeye çalışmadan önce sabredebiliyorlardı.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“What do you despise? By this are you truly known.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“To the east, the night grew a faggot of luminous grey, then seashell opalescence that dimmed the stars. There came the long, bell-tolling movement of dawn striking across a broken horizon.”

Frank Herbert

“Somewhere beneath him, the pre-spice mass had accumulated enough water and organic matter from the little makers, had reached the critical stage of wild growth. A gigantic bubble of carbon dioxide was forming deep in the sand, heaving upward in an enormous “blow” with a dust whirlpool at its center. It would exchange what had been formed deep in the sand for whatever lay on the surface.

Frank Herbert

“My father once told me that respect for truth comes close to being the basis for all morality.”

Frank Herbert

“The terrain enforced its own rhythms.”

Frank Herbert


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