The Fremen have a saying they credit to Shai-hulud, Old Father Eternity,’ he said. ‘They say: “Be prepared to appreciate what you meet.
All around the Lady Jessica – piled in corners of the Arrakeen great hall, mounded in the open spaces – stood the packaged freight of their lives: boxes, trunks, cartons, cases – some partly unpacked.
Every man carries his own past with him,” Hayt said.
The people must learn how well I govern them. How would they know if we didn’t tell them?
You must cultivate ecological literacy among the people.
All rebellions are ordinary and an ultimate bore. They are copied out of the same pattern, one much like another. The driving force is adrenalin addiction and the desire to gain personal power. All rebels are closet aristocrats. That’s why I can convert them so easily. Why.
We don’t need any more Atreides gods! We need a space for some humanity!
Paul sat back. He had used the questions and hyperawareness to do what his mother called “registering” the person. He had Kynes now – tone of voice, each detail of face and gesture.
I will await below,” Stilgar said, “while Idaho makes farewell with his friends. Turok was the name of our dead friend. Remember that when it comes time to release his spirit. You are friends of Turok.
Canterbury was gone from the memories of men, as was the planet which had known it.
The future is a thing to be shaped,” Scytale said. “Hold that thought, Princess.
I am a collection of the obsolete, a relic of the damned, of the lost and strayed. I am the waylaid pieces of history which sank out of sight in all of our pasts.
Men and their works have been a disease on the surface of their planets before now. Nature tends to compensate for diseases, to remove or encapsulate them, to incorporate them into the system in her own way.
I told my nephew of the great esteem our Emperor holds for you, Count Fenring,” the Baron said. And he thought: Mark him well, Feyd! A killer with the manners of a rabbit – this is the most dangerous kind.
Expediency was the first word in his catechism, although he gave proper lip-service to the precepts of the Butlerians. Machines could not be fashioned in the image of a man’s mind, he said, but he betrayed by every action that he preferred machines to men, statistics to individuals, the faraway general view to the intimate personal touch requiring imagination and initiative. As.
Feints within feints within feints.
How many times must I tell that lad never to settle himself with his back to a door?
He aspires to rule my Barony, yet he cannot rule himself.
Umman Kudu: scissors-line of jaw muscles, chin like a boot toe – a man to be trusted because the captain’s vices were known.
At root, I am happy with myself. I do not mind being alone.