“One of the most terrible moments in a boy’s life,” Paul said, “is when he discovers his father and mother are human beings who share a love that he can never quite taste. It’s a loss, an awakening to the fact that the world is there and here and we are in it alone. The moment carries its own truth; you can’t evade it. I heard my father when he spoke of my mother. She’s not the betrayer, Gurney.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“It was another of the essential ingredients that she felt her son needed: people with a goal. Such people would be easy to imbue with fervor and fanaticism. They could be wielded like a sword to win back Paul’s place for him.”

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

“The day hums sweetly when you have enough bees working for you.”

Frank Herbert

“The Fremen have a simple, practical religion,” he said. “Nothing about religion is simple.”

Frank Herbert

“One must always keep the tools of statecraft sharp and ready. Power and fear – sharp and ready.”

Frank Herbert

“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.”

Frank Herbert

“Mankind has only one science… its the science of discontent.”

Frank Herbert

“The test of a man isn’t what you think he’ll do. It’s what he actually does.”

Frank Herbert

“How many times must I tell that lad never to settle himself with his back to a door?”

Frank Herbert

“Beginnings are such delicate times.”

Frank Herbert

“Do you wrestle with dreams? Do you contend with shadows? Do you move in a kind of sleep? Time has slipped away. Your life is stolen. You tarried with trifles, Victim of your folly.”

Frank Herbert

“You should fear me, Mother. I am the Kwisatz Haderach.”

Frank Herbert

“It's easier to be terrified by an enemy you admire.”

Frank Herbert


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