“Don’t be so sure you know where to draw the line,” he said. “We carry our past with us. And, mother mine, there’s a thing you don’t know and should—we are Harkonnens.”

Frank Herbert

“Humans live best when each has his own place, when each knows where he belongs in the scheme of things. Destroy the place and destroy the person.”

Frank Herbert

“What do you despise? By this are you truly known.”

Frank Herbert

“His thoughts were too vague to be described, but they comprehended mysterious elements.”

Frank Herbert

“I must rule with eye and claw — as the hawk among lesser birds. - Duke Leto Atreides”

Frank Herbert

“There's coffee for those who want it,' the Duke said.”

Frank Herbert

“Paul felt that he had been infected with terrible purpose. He did not know yet what the terrible purpose was.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Can you remember your first taste of spice?” “It tasted like cinnamon.”

Frank Herbert

“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

“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.”

Frank Herbert

“It was a scene of such beauty it caught all his attention. Some things beggar likeness, he thought.

Frank Herbert

“No conocerás el miedo. El miedo mata la mente. El miedo es la pequeña muerte que conduce a la destrucción total. Afrontaré mi miedo. Permitiré que pase sobre mí y a través de mí. Y cuando haya pasado girare mi ojo interior para escrutar su camino. Allá donde haya pasado el miedo ya no habrá nada. Solo estare yo.”

Frank Herbert

“She thought of the boy's features as an exquisite distillation out of random patterns-endless queues of happenstance meeting at this nexus.”

Frank Herbert

“The Fremen! They’re paying the Guild for privacy, paying in a coin that’s freely available to anyone with desert power—spice.”

Frank Herbert


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