“Superb accuracy in water measurement, Jessica thought. And she noted that the walls of the meter trough held no trace of moisture after the water’s passage. The water flowed off those walls without binding tension. She saw a profound clue to Fremen technology in the simple fact: they were perfectionists.”

Frank Herbert

“You see, gentlemen, they have something to die for. They've discovered they're a people. They're awakening.”

Frank Herbert

“They compose poems to their knives.”

Frank Herbert

“Axiom: the best place to conserve your water is in your body. It keeps your energy up. You’re stronger. Trust your stillsuit.”

Frank Herbert

“This is likely one of the roots of Fremen emphasis on superstition (disregarding the Missionaria Protectiva’s ministrations). What matter that whistling sands are an omen? What matter that you must make the sign of the fist when first you see First Moon? A man’s flesh is his own and his water belongs to the tribe—and the mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve but a reality to experience. Omens help you remember this. And because you are here, because you have the religion, victory cannot evade you in the end.”

Frank Herbert

“Try looking into that place where you dare not look! You'll find me there, staring out at you!”

Frank Herbert

“Fortune passes everywhere.”

Frank Herbert

“There’s another thing, Jessica thought. Paul must be cautioned about their women. One of these desert women would not do as wife to a Duke. As concubine, yes, but not as wife.”

Frank Herbert

“You see, Count, I have the Emperor’s prison planet, Salusa Secundus, to inspire me.”

Frank Herbert

“Chani sat back on her heels, submerging her fears in thought as she studied Paul’s face. This was a trick she had learned from watching the Reverend Mothers. Time could be made to serve the mind.”

Frank Herbert

“Thou shalt not make a machine in the likeness of a human mind.”

Frank Herbert

“Do not count a human dead until you’ve seen his body. And even then you can make a mistake.”

Frank Herbert

“How do you call among you the little mouse, the mouse that jumps?” Paul asked, remembering the pop-hop of motion at Tuono Basin. He illustrated with one hand. A chuckle sounded through the troop. “We call that one muad’dib,” Stilgar said. Jessica”

Frank Herbert

“Life produces a different taste each time you take it.”

Frank Herbert

“Another might have missed the tension, but she had trained him in the Bene Gesserit Way - in the minutiae of observation.”

Frank Herbert


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