Dune Messiah Epilogue

No bitter stench of funeral-still for Muad' dib,
No knell nor solemn rite to free the mind
From avaricious shadows,
He is the fool saint,
The golden stranger living forever
On the edge of reason.
Let your gaurd fall and he is there!
His crimson peace and sovereign pallor
Strike into our Universal prophetic webs
To the verge of a quiet glance-there!
Out of bristling star-jungles.
Mysterious, lethal, an oracle without eyes,
Catspaw of prophecy, whose voice never dies!
Shai-hulud, he awaits there upon the strand
Where couples walk and fix, eye to eye,
The delicious ennui of love
He strides through the long cavern of time,
Scattering the fool-self of his dream.

-The Ghola's Hymn

Alia Atreides, A Host of Characters

The Telling of the Priestess Alia’s Trance Through Song

“She rides the sandworm of space! She guides it through all storms. Into the land of gentle winds.
Though we sleep next to the snake’s den, she guards our dreaming souls.
Shunning the desert heat, she hides us in a cool hollow.
The gleaming of her whole teeth, guides us in the night.
By the braids of her hair, we are lifted up to heaven!
Sheet fragrance, flower-scented,
Surrounds us in her presence.”

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

A Lament for a Woman Left Behind on Arrakis

“Far within the fortress citadel, so deep within that the sound sometimes lost itself in the flow of city noises, a ten-string rebaba tinkled with a song of the Jihad, a lament for a woman left behind on Arrakis:

‘Her hips are dunes curved by the wind,
Her eyes shine like summer heat,
Two braids of hair hang down her back-
Rich with water rings, her hair!
My hands remember her skin,
Fragrant as amber, flower scented…
I am stricken by love’s white flame!’ ”

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

A Song Popular on Nara j Worlds and Sung by a Young Fremen

“A wind has blown the land away.
And all the men!
Who is this wind?

The trees stand unbent.
Drinking where men drank.
I’ve known too many worlds,
Too many men,
Too many trees,
Too many winds”

“Once more the drama begins”

The Emperor Paul Muad’dib on his ascension to the Lion Throne

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“The sharply silver light of noon poured through clerestory windows on to the floor worked in green, blue, and eggshell tiles to simulate a bayou with water plants and here and there, a splash of exotic color to indicate a bird or animal.

Guildsmen moved across the tile pattern like hunters stalking their prey in a strange jungle. They formed a moving design of grey robes, black robes, and orange robes all arrayed in a deceptively random way around the transparent tank where the Steersmen-Ambassador swan in his orange gas. The tank slid on its supporting field, towed by two grey robbed attendants, like a rectangular ship being warped into its dock.”

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

The Orgy as a Tool of Statecraft

"The most dangerous game in the universe is to govern from an oracular base. We do not consider ourselves wise enough or brave enough to play that game. The measures detailed here for regulation in lesser matters are as near as we dare venture to the brink of government. For our purposes, we borrow a definition from the Bene Gesserit and we consider the various worlds as gene pools, sources of teachings and teachers, sources of the possible. Our goal is not to rule, but to tap these gene pools, to learn, and to free ourselves from all restraints imposed by dependency and government."

The Orgy as a Tool of Statecraft, Chapter Three of The Steersman's Guild

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

Alia Atreides, A Host of Characters

"The Fremen see her (Alia Atreides) as the Earth Figure, a demi-goddess whose special charge is to protect the tribes through her powers of violence. She is Reverend Mother to their Reverend Mothers. To pilgrims who seek her out with demands that she restore virility or make the barren fruitful, she is a form of anti-mentat. She feeds on that strong human desire for the mysterious. She is living proof that the 'analytic' has limits. She represents ultimate tension. She is the virgin-harlot - witty, vulgur, cruel, as destructive in her whims as a coriolis storm."

―St Alia-of-the-Knife as taken from The Irulan Report

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

Maud' dib's Lecture to the War College, A Host of Characters

"The advent of the Field Process shield and the lasgun with their explosive interaction, deadly to attacker and the attacked, place the current determination on weapons technologies. We need not to go into the special role of atomics. The fact that any Family in my Empire could so deploy its atomics as to destroy the planetory bases of fifty or more other Families cause some nervousness, true. But all of us possess precautionary plans for devastating retaliation. No, my concern goes to the development of humans as special weapons. Here is a virually unlimited field which a few powers are developing."

Maud' dib Lecture From the Stilgar Chronicles

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

The Tleilax Theorem

“Every civilization must contend with an unconscious force which can block, betray or countermand almost any conscious intention of the collectivity.”

Tleilax Theorem (unproven)

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

A Proverb of Muad’ Dib, A Host of Characters

“There exists no separation between gods and men; one blends softly and casually into the other.”

Muad’ Dib

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert

They Made Him a God

"-then they discovered they could not control him.

The arcane sisterhood of the Bene Gesserit had produced Paul Atreides by generations of controlled breeding and a lifetime of training in their strange disciplines, giving him, more than human powers. Their intrigues had helped place him on the throne of the Galaxy-wide empire-but he would not their tool, and they set out to overthrow him."

Dune Messiah, Frank Herbert, Berkley Medallion Books, 1969