书名：Dune 沙丘

难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数800L 

作者：Frank Herbert 

出版社名称：Ace 

出版时间：1990 

语种：英文 

ISBN：9780441172719 

商品尺寸：10.9 x 4.8 x 19 cm 

包装：简装 

页数：896★《沙丘》系列是伟大的科幻作家弗兰克·赫伯特的传奇代表作

★每个“一生必读”的书单上都有《沙丘》 ★美国图书电商“一生必读的100本书” ★BBC“英国全民喜爱的100本书” ★美国国家公共电台“科幻·奇幻小说” ★摘得《轨迹》杂志“20世纪优秀科幻小说” ★首部同时获得雨果奖与星云奖的作品，科幻小说史上的必读经典 ★人类每次正视自己的渺小，都是自身的一次巨大进步 ★《沙丘》在科幻文学中的地位就如同《魔戒》在奇幻文学中的地位。 ★弗兰克·赫伯特是美国极具影响力的科幻巨匠，是与阿西莫夫并肩的大师 ★《沙丘》被改编成红遍全球的即时战略游戏的鼻祖《沙丘魔堡2000》，由此衍生出的《红色警戒》《星际争霸》几乎成为每台电脑上的必装品 ★催生了《星球大战》《阿凡达》等经典科幻电影 精彩书评： “《沙丘》在科幻文学中的地位就如同《魔戒》在奇幻文学中的地位。” ——《图书馆杂志》 “科幻小说史上的里程碑。” ——《芝加哥论坛报》 “这部作品所描绘的外星星球比其他科幻作家所描绘的更完整、更细腻，完美地平衡了技术描写和心理描写。” ——《华盛顿邮报》 “随着气候变化、中东局势、能源危机层出不穷，《沙丘》比50年前更具现实意义。如果你还没看过，的确该找来读读。” ——《纽约时报》 “赫伯特对于这个星球的创造，包含了复杂的情节发展，以及对生态、宗教、政治和哲学，是科幻史上一个伟大而又影响深远的成就。” ——《路易斯维尔时报》 “极强的感染力，情节令人信服，绝对天才的创意。” ——《星船伞兵》作者罗伯特·A.海因莱因 “《沙丘》在故事的生动复杂方面，《沙丘》同金庸的小说有的一比。《沙丘》又不仅仅是一部科幻小说，这里面有政治，经济，军事，宗教，生态学，未来学等等，更把人性、人的本质、人的目的放在一个宇宙的尺度上进行思考，这个规模恐怕又是金庸所不及的了。” ——复旦大学中文系教授严锋 “独领风骚。只有《指环王》可以与之媲美。” ——英国著名科幻作家阿瑟·C.克拉克 “如果你只读过这部杰作的外延或改编作品，你都不算真的了解《沙丘》是怎么回事。这是一次‘必须通过阅读才能完全领略的全沉浸式的体验’。”——《合成人》作者帕特·卡蒂根 “现代科幻史上的标杆之一，想象力创造上的丰碑。” ——美国科幻作家P.斯凯勒·米勒 Frank Herbert’s classic masterpiece—a triumph of the imagination and one of the bestselling science fiction novels of all time. Praise forDune“I know nothing comparable to it exceptLord of the Rings.” —Arthur C. Clarke “A portrayal of an alien society more complete and deeply detailed than any other author in the field has managed... a story absorbing equally for its action and philosophical vistas.” —The Washington Post Book World “One of the monuments of modern science fiction.” —ChicagoTribune “Powerful, convincing, and most ingenious.” —Robert A. Heinlein “Herbert’s creation of this universe, with its intricate development and analysis of ecology, religion, politics and philosophy, remains one of the supreme and seminal achievements in science fiction.” —LouisvilleTimes

Dune《沙丘》

哥白尼提出了“日心说”，我们才知道这个世界并不是宇宙的中心；哈勃用望远镜揭开了河外星系的神秘面纱，我们才知道宇宙中还有千亿个银河系；“自由号”发现了黑洞的存在，我们才知道也许宇宙之外还有宇宙，我们只是永恒中一颗微小的沙粒。 一切会思考的机器都被摧毁后，宇宙的焦点重回人类之间的争夺。行星厄拉科斯——人类梦寐以求、竞相抢夺的“香料”的产地，在这里上演着权术与背叛、恐惧与仇恨、希望与梦想的太空歌剧。人们常常用另一个名字称呼这颗干旱的星球——沙丘。家破人亡、颠沛流离的少年保罗在这里抗争着他的宿命。在命运面前，他是如此的渺小，却又如此的强大。 人类每次正视自己的渺小，都是自身的一次巨大进步。 Here is the novel that will be forever considered a triumph of the imagination. Set on the desert planet Arrakis,Duneis the story of the boy Paul Atreides, who would become the mysterious man known as Muad’Dib. He would avenge the traitorous plot against his noble family—and would bring to fruition humankind’s most ancient and unattainable dream. A stunning blend of adventure and mysticism, environmentalism and politics,Dunewon the first Nebula Award, shared the Hugo Award, and formed the basis of what is undoubtedly the grandest epic in science fiction.

弗兰克·赫伯特（Frank Herbert，1920~1986），美国科幻小说家，作家。1920年10月08日生于华盛顿州。赫伯特是美国极具影响力的科幻巨匠，是与阿西莫夫并肩的大师。他在科幻文学中的地位如同托尔金在奇幻文学中的地位一样，无人可以动摇。他更是首位普及“生态学”和“系统思想”的科幻作家，他教会了科幻作家如何赋予科幻小说以思想。

赫伯特一生共创作了二十三部长篇小说和五部短篇小说集，其中尤为成功的便是沙丘系列小说。该系列的前三部长篇《沙丘》《沙丘救世主》和《沙丘之子》构成的“伟大沙丘三部曲”曾被翻拍成电影并引起巨大轰动。 Frank Herbert was the bestselling author of theDunesaga. He was born in Tacoma, Washington, and educated at the University of Washington, Seattle. He worked a wide variety of jobs—including TV cameraman, radio commentator, oyster diver, jungle survival instructor, lay analyst, creative writing teacher, reporter and editor of several West Coast newspapers—before becoming a full-time writer. In 1952, Herbert began publishing science fiction with “Looking for Something?” in Startling Stories. But his emergence as a writer of major stature did not occur until 1965, with the publication of Dune. Dune Messiah, Children of Dune, God Emperor of Dune, Heretics of Dune, and Chapterhouse: Dune followed, completing the saga that the Chicago Tribune would call “one of the monuments of modern science fiction.” Herbert was also the author of some twenty other books, including The White Plague, The Dosadi Experiment, and Destination: Void. He died in 1986.

Chapter One

A beginning is the time for taking the most delicate care that the balances are correct. This every sister of the Bene Gesserit knows. To begin your study of the life of Muad’Dib, then, take care that you first place him in his time: born in the 57th year of the Padishah Emperor, Shaddam IV. And take the most special care that you locate Muad’Dib in his place: the planet Arrakis. Do not be deceived by the fact that he was born on Caladan and lived his first fifteen years there. Arrakis, the planet known as Dune, is forever his place. —from “Manual of Muad’Dib” by the Princess Irulan In the week before their departure to Arrakis, when all the final scurrying about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy, an old crone came to visit the mother of the boy, Paul. It was a warm night at Castle Caladan, and the ancient pile of stone that had served the Atreides family as home for twenty-six generations bore that cooled-sweat feeling it acquired before a change in the weather. The old woman was let in by the side door down the vaulted passage by Paul’s room and she was allowed a moment to peer in at him where he lay in his bed. By the half-light of a suspensor lamp, dimmed and hanging near the floor, the awakened boy could see a bulky female shape at his door, standing one step ahead of his mother. The old woman was a witch shadow—hair like matted spiderwebs, hooded ‘round darkness of features, eyes like glittering jewels. “Is he not small forhis age, Jessica?” the old woman asked. Her voice wheezed and twanged like an untuned baliset. Paul’s mother answered in her soft contralto: “The Atreides are known to start late getting their growth, Your Reverence.” “So I’ve heard, so I’ve heard,” wheezed the old woman. “Yet he’s already fifteen.” “Yes, Your Reverence.” “He’s awake and listening to us,” said the old woman. “Sly little rascal.” She chuckled. “But royalty has need of slyness. And if he’s really the Kwisatz Haderach ... well....” Within the shadows of his bed, Paul held his eyes open to mere slits. Two bird-bright ovals—the eyes of the old woman—seemed to expand and glow as they stared into his. “Sleep well, you sly little rascal,” said the old woman. “Tomorrow you’ll need all your faculties to meet my gom jabbar.” And she was gone, pushing his mother out, closing the door with a solid thump. Paul lay awake wondering: What’s a gom jabbar? In all the upset during this time of change, the old woman was the strangest thing he had seen. Your Reverence. And the way she called his mother Jessica like a common serving wench instead of what she was—a Bene Gesserit Lady, a duke’s concubine and mother of the ducal heir. Is a gom jabbar something of Arrakis I must know before we go there? he wondered. He mouthed her strange words: Gom jabbar ... Kwisatz Haderach. There had been so many things to learn. Arrakis would be a place so different from Caladan that Paul’s mind whirled with the new knowledge. Arrakis—Dune—Desert Planet. Thufir Hawat, his father’s Master of Assassins, had explained it: their mortal enemies, the Harkonnens, had been on Arrakis eighty years, holding the planet in quasi-fief under a CHOAM Company contract to mine the geriatric spice, melange. Now the Harkonnens were leaving to be replaced by the House of Atreides in fief-complete—an apparent victory for the Duke Leto. Yet, Hawat had said, this appearance contained the deadliest peril, for the Duke Leto was popular among the Great Houses of the Landsraad. “A popular man arouses the jealousy of the powerful,” Hawat had said. Arrakis—Dune—Desert Planet. Paul fell asleep to dream of an Arrakeen cavern, silent people all around him moving in the dim light of glowglobes. It was solemn there and like a cathedral as he listened to a faint sound—the drip-drip-drip of water. Even while he remained in the dream, Paul knew he would remember it upon awakening. He always remembered the dreams that were predictions. The dream faded. Paul awoke to feel himself in the warmth of his bed—thinking ... thinking. This world of Castle Caladan, without play or companions his own age, perhaps did not deserve sadness in farewell. Dr. Yueh, his teacher, had hinted that the faufreluches class system was not rigidly guarded on Arrakis. The planet sheltered people who lived at the desert edge without caid or bashar to command them: will-o’-the-sand people called Fremen, marked down on no census of the Imperial Regate. Arrakis—Dune—Desert Planet. Paul sensed his own tensions, decided to practice one of the mind-body lessons his mother had taught him. Three quick breaths triggered the responses: he fell into the floating awareness ... focusing the consciousness ... aortal dilation ... avoiding the unfocused mechanism of consciousness ... to be conscious by choice ... blood enriched and swift-flooding the overload regions ... one does not obtain food-safety-freedom by instinct alone ... animal consciousness does not extend beyond the given moment nor into the idea that its victims may become extinct ... the animal destroys and does not produce ... animal pleasures remain close to sensation levels and avoid the perceptual ... the human requires a background grid through which to see his universe ... focused consciousness by choice, this forms your grid ... bodily integrity follows nerve-blood flow according to the deepest awareness of cell needs ... all things/cells/beings are impermanent ... strive for flow-permanence within.... Over and over and over within Paul’s floating awareness the lesson rolled.