Guilt Starts As A Feeling Of Failure.

Fear Is The Mind-killer. Fear Is The Little-death That Brings Total Obliteration.

Give Me A Lamp So I Can Find The Day.

Leto Turned A Hard Stare At Kynes. And Kynes, Returning The Stare, Found Himself Troubled By A Fact He Had Observed Here: This Duke Was Concerned More Over The Men Than He Was Over The Spice. He Risked His Own Life, And That Of His Son To Save The Men. He Passed Off The Loss Of A Spice Crawler With A Gesture. The Threat To Men's Lives Had Him In A Rage. A Leader Such As That Would Command Fanatic Loyalty. He Would Be Difficult To Defeat. Against His Own Will And All Previous Judgements, Kynes Admitted To Himself: I Like This Duke.

Humans Live Best When Each Has His Place, When Each Knows Where He Belongs In The Scheme Of Things. Destroy The Place And Destroy The Person.

There Exists No Separation Between Gods And Men; One Blends Softly Casual Into The Other.