Dune (Dune #1)

by Frank Herbert

This is a brave woman, my Paul’s. She holds to the niceties even when fear is almost overwhelming her. Yes. She may be the one we need now.

If he has tried to do this, she thought. And it’s the sort of thing he might try….

the fact that his mom tried for three weeks and chani guessed within a minute ill sob

“He is your son,” Chani said. Jessica glared at her. A rare smile, warm and full of understanding, touched Paul’s lips. “Hear my beloved,” he said. “Listen to her, Mother. She knows.”

hes so special to me im emotional

Everything he touched brought death and grief. And it was like a disease that could spread across the universe.

im so emotional bye baby paul

I have seen a friend become a worshiper,

She knows now that the ninety generations have produced that person. Here I stand…But…I…will…never…do…her…bidding!”

“You mustn’t speak of these things!” the old woman hissed. “Silence!” Paul roared. The word seemed to take substance as it twisted through the air between them under Paul’s control. The old woman reeled back into the arms of those behind her, face blank with shock at the power with which he had seized her psyche.

Chani moved up on Paul’s other side, said: “Do you wish me to leave, Muad’Dib?” He glanced at her. “Leave? You’ll never again leave my side.”

“Speak only truth with me, my Sihaya.” As she started to reply, he silenced her with a finger to her lips. “That which binds us cannot be loosed,” he said. “Now, watch these matters closely for I wish to see this room later through your wisdom.”

While we, Chani, we who carry the name of concubine—history will call us wives.”

what a last line of the book