It all went back to problems we had talked about before, you know, such as the British not believing in formation bombing and not believing in daytime bombing.

Faith as tiny as a grain of sand allows us to move mountains.

Listen to me. I’m shy. I’m not stupid. I can’t meet people’s eyes. I don’t know if you understand what that’s like. There’s a whole world going on around me, I’m aware of that. It’s not because I don’t want to look at you, Lucinda. It’s that I don’t want to be seen.

The truth always carries the ambiguity of the words used to express it.

Written By Frank Herbert

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