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“The world is a giant eye, staring back at the stars. When it tires, it closes its lids--just as I am doing now--and gives way to dreams, which is why the night is so much more mysterious than the day.”
― Clouds End
― Clouds End
“When you look at the dark side, careful you must be ... for the dark side looks back.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“When you fall, be there to catch you, I will.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“She tell many Cathy story, but I still think your daughter good girl." He nodded reassuringly to Mom. "Except for time start car on fire," he admitted. Then... little worry.”
― Cathy's Book
― Cathy's Book
“Look for Joy: that's God's echo, and his footprint. Happiness . . . happiness and wittiness and cleverness do not count for much when the darkness falls. Joy is tougher.”
― Nobody's Son
― Nobody's Son
“They stood in the courtyard of Swangard Palace, too cold to be comfortable despite the sun, and they looked fully on one another, knowing that they were friends, and would always be.
A lot of water under this bridge too, Mark thought, with something like awe. He was growing older. Old enough to feel the current of what had been flowing under him, leading to his future. Old enough to look back over his shoulder, and see his past behind him, and grieve for what was gone, and honour its memory.
He felt, suddenly, how much it would hurt him if Val died; felt an echo of that pain, knowing that the Valerian he had known, fluffy and peering and hapless and altogether wonderful: this Valerian was already dying. Not physically, of course, but the man he remembered from that first night in Swangard Palace would be gone the next time they met, though his ghost would linger on in Val forever, and in their memories.
Three cheers for ghosts, Mark thought. Three cheers for the dead.
Of course Val would be much the same: better, even. As full of wonder and delight, with big pockets full of puzzles and fascinating stories about the lives of ants and ingenious designs for windmills that would do your washing. And they would still be friends, excellent friends. It could even be better next time.
But it would never be the same.”
― Nobody's Son
A lot of water under this bridge too, Mark thought, with something like awe. He was growing older. Old enough to feel the current of what had been flowing under him, leading to his future. Old enough to look back over his shoulder, and see his past behind him, and grieve for what was gone, and honour its memory.
He felt, suddenly, how much it would hurt him if Val died; felt an echo of that pain, knowing that the Valerian he had known, fluffy and peering and hapless and altogether wonderful: this Valerian was already dying. Not physically, of course, but the man he remembered from that first night in Swangard Palace would be gone the next time they met, though his ghost would linger on in Val forever, and in their memories.
Three cheers for ghosts, Mark thought. Three cheers for the dead.
Of course Val would be much the same: better, even. As full of wonder and delight, with big pockets full of puzzles and fascinating stories about the lives of ants and ingenious designs for windmills that would do your washing. And they would still be friends, excellent friends. It could even be better next time.
But it would never be the same.”
― Nobody's Son
“A real friendship is like a marriage: for richer and poorer, for better and for worse. If the moment of truth comes, and you can't bear to make a sacrifice, what kind of friend are you?”
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“Memories haunted the Ghostwood, brittle as the twigs that splintered like tiny bones under Mark's boots. Sifting through drooping cedar boughs, the old wind muttered of things that waited in darkness without hope. To every question the Ghostwood had but one answer, made from sorrow, and loneliness, and time.”
― Nobody's Son
― Nobody's Son
“Little Jang Li-Li, eight years old, misting the orchids in the Room of a Thousand Fountains. A bright day, sunlight pouring through transparisteel panels, Li-Li making puffs of water with her master and shrieking with laughter as every little cloud she made broke a sunbeam into colors, fugitive bars of red and violet and green. Master, Master, I’m making rainbows! Those colors hadn’t come to mean military signals, yet, or starship navigating lights, or lightsaber blades. Just a girl making rainbows.”
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“He noticed Miss Bettie was wearing a watch, a steel Rolex with diamond chips. "What time is it?" he asked. Miss Bettie glanced at him and laughed. "You do seem to have difficulty remembering, don't you? Well, then, I shall tell you. It's now, Joshua Cane. Always and only now.”
― Galveston
― Galveston
“Only Jedi have to strive for nonattachment. Farmers can cry all they want.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Only on a planet such as Coruscant, with no forests left, no mountains unleveled, no streams left to run their own course, could the Force have become so clouded.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Mothers don't cry at weddings because they're sentimental-- xxx Mothers cry because they know how hard it's going to be.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man
“For long after guilty memories fade, the urge for penance lingers: strong and blind as the will to drink rain and grope for sunlight.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man
“xxx each of us carries his or her own solitude. We are invisible and we cannot be touched.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man
“To tell only the happy stories: that isn't life. It isn't true, and you deserve better. You deserve to know.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man
“Sisters are like that; you can't spend too much time with them without fighting about something.”
― Mockingbird
― Mockingbird
“A good student always loves his teacher.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“The sun was setting on Coruscant. Shadows ran like black water, filling up the the alleys first, then climbing steadily higher, a tide of darkness rising to drown the capital. Twilight’s gloom spread over retail districts and medcenters, and crept like a dark stain up the walls of the Chancellor’s residence as the sun slipped below the horizon. Soon only the rooftops were gilded with the day’s last yellow light; then the shadows conquered them, too, swarming up”
― Yoda: Dark Rendezvous
― Yoda: Dark Rendezvous
“We get a whole lifetime to learn just one lesson,” Samuel Cane said. “How to lose with dignity.”
― Galveston
― Galveston
“Grief lingers, and the ache of loss; those things don't change. But seeping into every leaf, a little guilty burns away each autumn, and falls, spinning down the river. Winter's long sleep begins, and with each spring the tree wales knowing mercifully less than it did the year before.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man
“My name is Antoinette Beauchamp, pronounced BEECH-um, and I am my mother's daughter”
― Mockingbird
― Mockingbird
“Hello?"
"Ah, is this the ... Bow-shawmp residence?" There was no trace of a Texas twang in the caller's accent, nor anything of the South.
"Beech-um, yes, that's us. Sorry."
"Ah, yeah. Beech-um? Okay.”
― Mockingbird
"Ah, is this the ... Bow-shawmp residence?" There was no trace of a Texas twang in the caller's accent, nor anything of the South.
"Beech-um, yes, that's us. Sorry."
"Ah, yeah. Beech-um? Okay.”
― Mockingbird
“How much of life is like this? Mark wondered. Is that what being grown-up means? Saying goodbye as often as hello?”
― Nobody's Son
― Nobody's Son
“Have I not taught you many secrets, Asajj?”
“Scraps. Little devices. Lesser arts. Not nearly what you would if I were your apprentice sworn in blood, I know. I am no fool,” she said angrily. As if he didn’t know that. As if she needed to convince him she was deadly. “I have learned much about the Sith. Their lineage and their greatness.”
“But what of their natural history?” Dooku said.
Ventress blinked. “What?”
“The Sith, considered as a species. An insect, perhaps.”
Asajj’s thin lips got thinner. “You mock me.”
“I have rarely been more serious.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Scraps. Little devices. Lesser arts. Not nearly what you would if I were your apprentice sworn in blood, I know. I am no fool,” she said angrily. As if he didn’t know that. As if she needed to convince him she was deadly. “I have learned much about the Sith. Their lineage and their greatness.”
“But what of their natural history?” Dooku said.
Ventress blinked. “What?”
“The Sith, considered as a species. An insect, perhaps.”
Asajj’s thin lips got thinner. “You mock me.”
“I have rarely been more serious.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Our dreams go on forever, and our ambitions, and our hopes, and the great play of our ideas reaches for eternity.
But we live in time. We die in time.”
― Resurrection Man
But we live in time. We die in time.”
― Resurrection Man
“Some believe it possible to enter completely into the Force after death.”
“Surely we all do, Master.”
“Ah—but perhaps one can remain unique and individual. Can remain oneself.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Surely we all do, Master.”
“Ah—but perhaps one can remain unique and individual. Can remain oneself.”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“One of the hardest lessons we all have to learn is how few choices life gives to a civilized woman with any conscience at all.”
― Galveston
― Galveston
“Tired I am of all this… making. Where is the time for being, Maks Leem?”
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
― Star Wars: Yoda - Dark Rendezvous
“Don't tell me it wasn't my fault; that's no damn good to me. Just tell me how to keep from going crazy, will you? Just tell me how to survive.”
― Resurrection Man
― Resurrection Man





