Quotes from Frank Herbert, Dune

Truth is subject to too much analysis.

Mood's a thing for cattle or for making love. You fight when the necessity arises, no matter your mood.

How often it is that the angry man rages denial of what his inner self is telling him.

Do you wrestle with dreams? Do you contend with shadows? Do you move in a kind of sleep? Time has slipped away. Your life is stolen. You tarried with trifles, Victim of your folly.

The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called "spannungsbogen" -- which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.

What delicious abandon in the sleep of the child. Where do we lose it?

Fear is the mind-killer.

The man without emotions is the one to fear.