“Gurney says there’s no artistry in killing with the tip, that it should be done with the edge.”

Frank Herbert

“We are the people of Misr,” the old woman rasped. “Since our Sunni ancestors fled from Nilotic al-Ourouba, we have known flight and death. The young go on that our people shall not die.”

Frank Herbert

“How do we approach the study of Muad’Dib’s father? A man of surpassing warmth and surprising coldness was the Duke Leto Atreides. Yet, many facts open the way to this Duke: his abiding love for his Bene Gesserit lady; the dreams he held for his son; the devotion with which men served him. You see him there—a man snared by Destiny, a lonely figure with his light dimmed behind the glory of his son. Still, one must ask: What is the son but an extension of the father?”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“You must teach me the way you thrust your worries aside and turn to practical matters.”

Frank Herbert

“Does the prophet see the future or does he see a line of weakness, a fault or cleavage that he may shatter with words or decisions as a diamond-cutter shatters his gem with a blow of a knife? —”

Frank Herbert

“Durmak diye düşündü. Dinlenmek... gerçekten dinlenmek. Mutluluğun durabilmek, bir anlığına da olsa durabilmek olduğunu fark etti. Durmanın mümkün olmadığı yerde mutluluk da olmazdı.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Whirling silence settled around Jessica. Every fiber of her body accepted the fact that something profound had happened to it. She felt that she was a conscious mote, smaller than any subatomic particle, yet capable of motion and of sensing her surroundings. Like an abrupt revelation—the curtains whipped away—she realized she had become aware of a psychokinesthetic extension of herself. She was the mote, yet not the mote.”

Frank Herbert

“All men beneath your position covet your station,”

Frank Herbert

“She’s the One all right,” she muttered. “Poor thing.”

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 impossible to live in the past, difficult to live in the present and a waste to live in the future.”

Frank Herbert


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