Quotes from Frank Herbert
Before Jessica could answer, Chani said: "It is not possible that you have tasted the blessed water. You are outworlder and unprivileged.
- Frank Herbert
All persons act from beliefs they are conditioned not to question, from a set of deeply seated prejudices. Therefore, whoever presumes to judge must be asked: How are you affronted? And this judge must begin there to question inwardly as well as outwardly. — The Question from Ritual of the Courtarena Guide to Servants of the Box
- Frank Herbert
Doesn't take much sense to know you shouldn't live in a place if you have to carry a gun.
- Frank Herbert
And then he remembered Hawat's words: Parting with people is a sadness; a place is only a place.
- Frank Herbert
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
- Frank Herbert
She focused on the words: "He gives moisture to the dead.
- Frank Herbert
A bad administrator is more concerned with reports than with decisions. He wants the hard record which he can display as an excuse for his errors." "And good administrators?
- Frank Herbert
Who shall guard the guardians? Who shall see that the guardians commit no offenses?
- 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
- Frank Herbert
Men and their works have been a disease on the surface of their planets before now," his father said. "Nature tends to compensate for diseases, to remove or encapsulate them, to incorporate them into the system in her own way.
- Frank Herbert
Arrakis, the planet known as Dune, is forever his place.
- Frank Herbert
Yes! See him there, this man who believes he cannot be bought. See him detained there by a million shares of himself sold in dribbles every second of his life! If you took him up now and shook him, he'd rattle inside. Emptied! Sold out! What difference how he dies now?
- Frank Herbert