“His voice was low, charged with unspeakable adjectives.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“You must be always hungry and thirsty.” The Baron caressed his bulges beneath the suspensors. “Like me.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“A single obscure decision of prophecy, perhaps the choice of one word over another, could change the entire aspect of the future. He tells us "The vision of time is broad, but when you pass through it, time becomes a narrow door.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                                
                            
                                
“Combine Honnete Ober Advancer Mercantiles—the CHOAM Company.”
                            
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                                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.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“When he wanted, he could radiate charm and sincerity, but I often wonder in these later days if anything about him was as it seemed. I think now he was a man fighting constantly to escape the bars of an invisible cage.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“It occurred to her that mercy was the ability to stop, if only for a moment. There was no mercy where there could be no stopping.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“How many times must I tell that lad never to settle himself with his back to a door?”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called “spannungsbogen”—which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Sad? Nonsense! Parting with friends is a sadness. A place is only a place.” He glanced at the charts on the table. “And Arrakis is just another place.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Fremenler eskilerin 'spannungsbogen' dediği bir nitelikte kusursuzlaşmıştı... yani arzuladıkları bir şeyi elde etmeye çalışmadan önce sabredebiliyorlardı.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Paul looked down at the hand that had known pain, and then up to the Reverend Mother. The sound of her voice contained a difference than from any other voicing his experience. The words were outlined in brilliance. There was an edge to them.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Paul took a place in the line behind Chani. He had put down the black feeling at being caught by the girl. In his mind now was the memory called up by his mother’s barked reminder: “My son’s been tested with the gom jabbar!” He found that his hand tingled with remembered pain.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“There’s an internally recognized beauty of motion and balance on any man-healthy planet,” Kynes said. “You see in this beauty a dynamic stabilizing effect essential to all life. Its aim is simple: to maintain and produce coordinated patterns of greater and greater diversity. Life improves the closed system’s capacity to sustain life. Life—all life—is in the service of life. Necessary nutrients are made available to life by life in greater and greater richness as the diversity of life increases. The entire landscape comes alive, filled with relationships and relationships within relationships.”
                            
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                                Frank Herbert