Frank Herbert

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

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone, there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

To suspect your own mortality is to know the beginning of terror, to learn irrefutably that you are mortal is to know the end of terror.

Religion often partakes of the myth of progress that shields us from the terrors of an uncertain future.