“Paul crouched at the ready and, as he had been trained to do after first blood, called out: “Do you yield?”
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“And the price we paid was the price men have always paid for achieving a paradise in this life -we went soft, we lost our edge.”
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“A leader, you see, is one of the things that distinguishes a mob from a people. He maintains the level of individuals. Too few individuals, and a people reverts to a mob.”
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“There is no escape—we pay for the violence of our ancestors.”
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“Life produces a different taste each time you take it.”
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“I will await below,” Stilgar said, “while Idaho makes farewell with his friends. Turok was the name of our dead friend. Remember that when it comes time to release his spirit. You are friends of Turok.”
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“When strangers meet, great allowances should be made for differences in custom and training.”
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“It doesn't follow that the riots mean permanent hostility toward him.”
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“Leto turned a hard stare at Kynes.
And Kynes, returning the stare, found himself troubled by a fact he had observed here: This Duke was concerned more over the men than he was over the spice. He risked his own life, and that of his son to save the men. He passed off the loss of a spice crawler with a gesture. The threat to men's lives had him in a rage. A leader such as that would command fanatic loyalty. He would be difficult to defeat.
Against his own will and all previous judgements, Kynes admitted to himself: I like this Duke.”
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“The body, learning a thing is good for it, interprets the flavor as pleasurable—slightly euphoric. And, like life, never to be truly synthesized.”
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“Pain,” she sniffed. “A human can override any nerve in the body.”
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“The mind commands the body and it obeys. The mind orders itself and meets resistance.”
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“I see us giving love to each other in a time of quiet between storms. It's what we were meant to do.”
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“He looked, from behind, like a fleshless stick figure in overlarge black clothing, a caricature poised for stringy movement at the direction of a puppet master.
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“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.”
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