"We have forgotten," Paul had said in response to her question, "that the word 'company' originally meant traveling companions. We are a company." "But what value are they?" "There!" he'd said, turning his frightful sockets toward her. "We've lost that clear, single-note of living. If it cannot be bottled, beaten, pointed or hoarded, we give it no value."
"The wise man molds himself-the fool lives only to die."
A woman there berated someone: the new wing of their house leaked dust, she complained. Did he think water fell from heaven? If dust came in, moisture got out.
"The Fremen are civil, educated and ignorant," Scy-tale said. "They're not mad. They're trained to believe, not to know. Belief can be manipulated. Only knowledge is dangerous."
