“Hoşnutsuzluk bilimi diye bir şey olmalıydı. İnsanlar ruhsal kaslarını geliştirmek için zor zamanlara ve sıkıntılara ihtiyaç duyar.”

Frank Herbert

“To accept a little death is worse than death itself,”

Frank Herbert

“Think on it, Chani: the princess will have the name, yet she'll live as less than a concubine - never to know a moment of tenderness from the man to whom she's bound. While we, Chani, we who carry the name of concubine - history will call us wives.”

Frank Herbert

“I’ll never be a Mentat,” he said. “I’m something else…a freak.”

Frank Herbert

“You must be always hungry and thirsty.” The Baron caressed his bulges beneath the suspensors. “Like me.”

Frank Herbert

Beyond a critical point within a finite space, freedom diminishes as numbers increase. This is as true of humans in the finite space of a planetary ecosystem as it is of gas molecules in a sealed flask. The human question is not how many can possibly survive within the system, but what kind of existence is possible for those who do survive.   —Pardot”

Frank Herbert

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

Frank Herbert

“Malign? I praise him. Death and deceit are our only hopes now. I just do not fool myself about Thufir’s methods.”

Frank Herbert

“Sad? Nonsense! Parting with friends is a sadness. A place is only a place.”

Frank Herbert

“To the east, the night grew a faggot of luminous grey, then seashell opalescence that dimmed the stars. There came the long, bell-tolling movement of dawn striking across a broken horizon.”

Frank Herbert

“A killer with the manners of a rabbit - this is the most dangerous kind.”

Frank Herbert

“Never obliterate a man unthinkingly, the way an entire fief might do it through some due process of law. Always do it for an overriding purpose—and know your purpose!”

Frank Herbert

“Growth is limited by the necessity which is present in the least amount. And naturally, the least favorable condition controls the growth rate”

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 Baron could see the path ahead of him. One day, a Harkonnen would be Emperor. Not himself, and no spawn of his loins. But a Harkonnen. Not this Rabban he’d summoned, of course.

Frank Herbert


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