The Best Duke Leto Atreides Quotes

Lady: [Jessica and Leto are lying in bed together the night before the family's journey to Arrakis] I once told you a daughter would be conceived at a time of parting.
Duke: I remember. Conceived in love, at a time of parting. Arrakis is a hostile world.
Lady: I must be sure you want this. It has to be tonight, under these influences. I could hear you with the wind.
Duke: And I whispered 'Yes'.
Lady: And I whispered 'I love you'.

Duke: [responding to Thufir's resignation, after Paul narrowly cheats death via a "hunter-seeker," with which his chamber was boobytrapped] ... Enough of this, Thufir! *If* you made a mistake, it was in over-estimating the Harkonnens. Their simple minds came up with a simple trick! Moreover, Paul survived this largely because of your training; you didn't fail there.

Duke: I'll miss the sea, but a person needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

Dr. Kynes: [whispering] Bless the maker and his water, bless the coming and going of him, may his passing cleanse the world.
Duke: What's that you're saying?
Dr. Kynes: Nothing.

Spice: Sire, we can't leave all this Spice.
Duke: Damn the Spice! Get out of there!

Duke: What have you discovered about the Fremen, Duncan? Tell me. Why haven't we heard from you?
Duncan: My lord, I suspect so much. I think they are the allies we seek. They are strong, fierce. They do not give their loyalty easily or quickly. As you know, the Imperium has never been able to take a census of the Fremen. Everyone thinks that there are but few, wandering here and there in the desert. My lord, I suspect an incredible secret has been kept on this planet: that the Fremen exist in vast numbers - vast. And it is they who control Arrakis.

Thufir: Sector six through eighty progress reports, Sire.
Duke: Take it, Thufir.
Thufir: [speaking rapidly into a communications device] Sector six-eighty, copy the sixth the sum of the eighth quadrant of the ninth plus eight-four circles weave the eighth quarter the fourth, copy!
[the device hums briefly]
Thufir: [to the communication device] Eight! Thufir Hawat, Mentant, Master of Assassins.
Thufir: [to the Duke] The palace is now secure.