" i know you, feyd, " the baron said. " you will not refuse. "
all right, feyd-rautha thought. i need you now. i see that. the bargain's made. but i'll not always need you. and...someday...
a terrible sense of loneliness crept through jessica in the realization of what had happened to her. she saw her own life as a pattern that had slowed and all life around her speeded up so that the dancing interplay became clearer.
their flesh was subject to space and time. and even though their oracular powers placed them beyond the usual limits of time and space, they came from human stock. they experienced real events which left real traces upon a real universe. to understand them, it must be seen that their catastrophe was the catastrophe of all mankind. this work is dedicated, then, not to muad'dib or his sister, but to their heirs -- to all of us.