The Fremen are civil, educated and ignorant,” Scytale said. “They’re not mad. They’re trained to believe, not to know. Belief can be manipulated. Only knowledge is dangerous.
Muad’Dib must always be that inner outrage against the complacently powerful, against the charlatans and the dogmatic fanatics. It is that inner outrage which must have its say because Muad’Dib taught us one thing above all others: that humans can endure only in a fraternity of social justice.
Governments can be useful to the governed only so long as inherent tendencies toward tyranny are restrained... be exceedingly careful about the powers you delegate to any government.
You have square thoughts which resist circles.
While we, Chani, we who carry the name of concubine – history will call us wives.
A reasonable exchange,” said the Fremen beside Hawat. “There must’ve been three hundred men in that carrier.
Usul gives moisture to the dead!
And Paul saw how futile were any efforts of his to change any smallest bit of this. He had thought to oppose the jihad within himself, but the jihad would be. His legions would rage out from Arrakis even without him. They needed only the legend he already had become.
What is justice? Two forces collide. Each may have the right in his own sphere. And here’s where an Emperor commands orderly solutions. Those collisions he cannot prevent – he solves.” “How?” “In the simplest way: he decides.” “Keeping his friends and destroying his enemies.
Listen carefully, Feyd,” the Baron said. “Observe the plans within plans within plans.
My son has the Atreides sincerity... He has that tremendous, almost naive honor-and what a powerful force that truly is.
One thought remained to him. Leto saw it in formless light on rays of black: The day the flesh shapes and the flesh the day shapes. The thought struck him with a sense of fullness he knew he could never explain.
All of them, she thought, an entire culture trained to military order. What a priceless thing is here for an outcast Duke!
Expect only what happens in the fight. That way you’ll never be surprised.
I’m sorry, Grandfather,” Alia said. “You’ve met the Atreides gom jabber.
I don’t want to be part of history, I just want to be loved...
The gift is the blessing of the giver.
Stuff that into your womb and give birth to it elsewhere!
The universe can be understood only by the wind.
I can think of nothing more poisonous than to rot in the stink of your own reflections.