Obi-Wan had given up trying to come up with any coherent thoughts. It made more sense to just yell, “AAAAAAUUUGHHHH!
As Obi-Wan will soon learn, the most beautiful form of mastery is the art of letting go.
How unfortunate for public morals that being unladylike feels so... exciting.
Sometimes it does a girl good to fall for a bit of a scoundrel, now and then.
No place is barren of the Force, and they who are one with the Force can always find the possibility of life.
She told herself, You can’t be afraid to get your hands dirty. But this wasn’t dirt. This was blood.
Because of you, I’ve been truly alive. And now that I’ve lived, I can be ready to die for something I believe in and the person I love.
The desire to know the future sprang from a desire to control the future. The desire to control the future sprang from fear–the fear of the depthless pain and loss the future might hold.
Anyone can fight, given a weapon and an enemy. Anyone can use a lightsaber, given due training or even good luck. But to stand and wait – to have so much patience and fortitude – that, Obi-Wan, is a greater achievement than you can know.
Thanks for the lecture, Master Yoda.
If Kier Domadi wanted to put his arms around her – well, he’d find a way. Or she would.
What place could be farther from anti-Imperial activity than Palpatine’s home planet? They’d be nothing but happy to learn of her trip to the Naboo system.
On Genesis, sometimes, I’d wonder what I would say to you if I ever saw you again, and I decided – it’s just, thank you. Thank you for loving me. At least I know someone did, just for once in my life.
There is no plan so pleasant, no expectation so cherished, that someone cannot be found to disapprove of it.
Whenever you feel foolish, remember that you have been given an opportunity to learn. The truly foolish act is to refuse that opportunity.
You deserve to have your own life. You deserve to have someone who puts you first.
Maybe.” They were so close now Leia could feel his breath against her cheek. “Do I have somebody like that already?” Kier tilted his head, studying her expression. At least, she thought he was. At the moment it was hard to look anywhere but his lips. “Yeah. You do.
It wasn’t like she had tons of experience, but the kiss seemed like a good one to her. Great, even. Possibly even spectacular. Then Kier kissed her again, and she realized it could get even better, more than she’d ever dreamed.
How much energy do I waste, trying to reconcile that which can never be reconciled?
The Nihil were bad, sure, but try managing a roomful of toddlers who’ve missed their nap and just figured out they can basically do magic. It was not a task for the weak.
A great deal of propriety seemed to be rooted in not admitting things everyone knew to be true.