Fear Is The Mind-killer.

Every Civilization Depends Upon The Quality Of The Individuals It Produces.

I Don’t Think It’s Quite That Simple. Some People Never Observe Anything, Life Just Happens To Them. They Get By On Little More Than A Kind Of Dumb Persistence, And They Resist With Anger And Resentment Anything That Might Lift Them Out Of That False Serenity.

This Is The Awe-inspiring Universe Of Magic: There Are No Atoms, Only Waves And Motions All Around. Here, You Discard All Belief In Barriers To Understanding. You Put Aside Understanding Itself. This Universe Cannot Be Seen, Cannot Be Heard, Cannot Be Detected In Any Way By Fixed Perceptions. It Is The Ultimate Void Where No Preordained Screens Occur Upon Which Forms May Be Projected. You Have Only One Awareness Here—the Screen Of The Magi: Imagination! Here, You Learn What It Is To Be Human. You Are A Creator Of Order, Of Beautiful Shapes And Systems, An Organizer Of Chaos.

Many Have Marked The Speed With Which Muad'dib Learned The Necessities Of Arrakis. The Bene Gesserit, Of Course, Know The Basis Of This Speed. For The Others, We Can Say That Muad'dib Learned Rapidly Because His First Training Was In How To Learn. And The First Lesson Of All Was The Basic Trust That He Could Learn. It Is Shocking To Find How Many People Do Not Believe They Can Learn, And How Many More Believe Learning To Be Difficult. Muad'dib Knew That Every Experience Carries Its Lesson.

Enemies Strengthn You. Allies Weaken You.