“Now come the whispersbearing bouquets of moonbeamsand sunlight tremblings.”
“Love is opening up, removing stitches prematurely, letting the wound tremble in the sunlight.”
“My brother comes now," Alia said. "Even an Emperor may tremble before Muad'Dib, for he has the strength of righteousness and heaven smiles upon him.”
“Prejudice comes from being in the dark; sunlight disinfects it.”
“C'est le bouquet”
“The Coming of LightEven this late it happens:the coming of love, the coming of light. You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves, stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows, sending up warm bouquets of air.Even this late the bones of the body shine and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.”