“Polish comes from the cities; wisdom from the desert.”

― Frank Herbert

“I never could bring myself to trust a traitor,” the Baron said. “Not even a traitor I created.”

― Frank Herbert

“We pray to a moon: she is round— Luck with us will then abound, What we seek for shall be found In the land of solid ground.”

― Frank Herbert

“The mind can go either direction under stress—toward positive or toward negative:”

― Frank Herbert

“When strangers meet, great allowances should be made for differences in custom and training.”

― Frank Herbert

“Em tempos, os homens entregavam o pensamento às máquinas, na esperança de que isso os libertasse. Mas só permitiu que outros homens com máquinas os escravizassem”

― Frank Herbert

“What have we here—jinn or human?”

― 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

“The proper teaching is recognized with ease. You can know it without fail because it awakens within you that sensation which tells you this is something you’ve always known.”

― Frank Herbert

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

― Frank Herbert

“At the age of fifteen, he had already learned silence.”

― Frank Herbert

“A world is supported by four things….” She held up four big-knuckled fingers. “…the learning of the wise, the justice of the great, the prayers of the righteous and the valor of the brave. But all of these are as nothing….” She closed her fingers into a fist. “…without a ruler who knows the art of ruling. Make that”

― 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

“they’d chosen always the clear, safe course that leads ever downward into stagnation.”

― 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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