Do you have any idea how much I love you?” “Yeah, I’d say I have a pretty good idea.” Leia mock-punched him in the arm, and Han chuckled. “C’mon. You know I love you, too.” “Yes,” she said as she tilted her mouth up for a kiss. “I know.” –.
Nobody liked to admit this, but courage had a short half-life. You had to act while you had it.
How smug I was, telling Theo how hard we tried to do right by the other selves we visit. I’m so full of it. I took more than this Marguerite’s only night with the man she loved; I took away her choices.
Ester would tell her to dance faster, leap higher, to laugh out loud with all the breath in lungs. That’s what the dead would tell the living, if they could – to grab hold of joy whenever it comes.
People tend to find their destiny, no matter what world they’re in.
We killed billions of people. We slaughtered billions, and afterward we were expected to applaud.
My love of creativity is one of my constants, a pole star amid the many constellations of possibilities and personalities that make up all the people I could be.
He takes my hand and says, ‘Let’s make a world.
The truth is, we meet new people all the time, but we can never tell exactly what they might mean to us. You never know who you’ll forget, or who you’ll need forever.
My hate is stronger than the dimensions, stronger than memory, stronger than time. My hate is now the truest part of who I am.
Fate doesn’t guarantee us a happy ending.
Dad peers around the corner, his face barely visible above Mom’s exuberant philodendron. “Have both of you gone mad simultaneously?” “Yeah,” Theo says, “it saves time.” That makes Dad laugh;.
Alderaan had any number of traditions about braids, about who wore them, and when, and why. The customs varied from continent to continent, age to age. But always, one of the most profoundly intimate acts was to allow someone else to take the braids down.
I can tell he’s kissing me this desperately because he thinks it might be the last time. The way I’m kissing him should tell him it’s not. Not even close. Ten thousand skies, and a million worlds, and it still wouldn’t be enough for me to share with you. Nothing less than forever will do.
People talk about their heart being torn in two, but I always thought it was a metaphor, no more. But it really feels like that, like something precious at the core of me is being ripped into halves, neither of them complete.
This is what greed does to humans, Abel thinks. It makes them ignore the love they have in favor of what they can never attain.
Leia knew how to learn the true measure of an individual: Watch what he does to someone he believes is at his mercy.
Look through my eyes...
But we don’t get over grief by denying it. We have to feel it. We have to give it its due.
My parents. My friends. My world. These are the things the Empire can never take away.