Chapterhouse: Dune (Dune, #6)

by Frank Herbert

You could measure the urban density of an area by when work stopped. Early to bed and you were in a loosely packed region. Night activity said people remained restless, twitchy with inner awareness of others active and vibrating too near.

“Show me a completely smooth operation and I’ll show you someone who’s covering mistakes. Real boats rock.”

Some never participate. Life happens to them. They get by on little more than dumb persistence and resist with anger or violence all things that might lift them out of resentment-filled illusions of security.