“When religion and politics travel in the same cart, the riders believe nothing can stand in their way. Their movement becomes headlong—faster and faster and faster. They put aside all thought of obstacles and forget that a precipice does not show itself to the man in a blind rush until it’s too late.” Paul”

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.”

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.”

Frank Herbert

“Ah! Indeed but! But he consumes too much spice, eats it like candy. Look at his eyes! He might have come directly from the Arrakeen labor pool. Efficient, Piter, but he's still emotional and prone to passionate outbursts. Efficient, Piter, but he still can err.  -Baron Vladimir”

Frank Herbert

“Law is the ultimate science.”

Frank Herbert

“Umman Kudu: scissors-line of jaw muscles, chin like a boot toe - a man to be trusted because the captain's vices were known.”

Frank Herbert

“In politics, the tripod is the most unstable of all structures.”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Each man is a little war.”

Frank Herbert

“You have a nicety of awareness of the difference between a blade's edge and its tip.”

Frank Herbert

“But attack can take strange forms. And you will remember the tooth. The tooth. Duke Leto Atreides. You will remember the tooth."

Frank Herbert

“Hard tasks need hard ways.”

Frank Herbert

“Paul stepped past her, lifting his binoculars. He adjusted their internal pressure with a quick twist, focused the oil lenses on the other cliff, lifting golden tan in morning light across open sand. Jessica”

Frank Herbert

“Paul crouched at the ready and, as he had been trained to do after first blood, called out: “Do you yield?”

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


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