It was by such a fate as this that Muad’Dib met his own destiny. There was no opportunity to prevent this, no chance to save himself. The fall of a statue is an apt metaphor for the fall of a human spirit in his case. When we look at it, do we see a great mountain? Or perhaps a vast and chaotic chasm? Or a small, but solid, mass of stone?
—from ‘Songs of Muad’Dib’ by the Princess Irulan