But we cannot go back to happier times. We can only live in the present, and right now that present is painful.
Hay momentos en los que incluso el corazón más bondadoso y comprensivo debe decir: No, ya basta. Y ese momento ha llegado.
Cheers the spirit, humor does, even at the darkest times.
I have no fear of killing those who deserve to die. I do not choose to kill those who do not.
He frowned. Jedi aren’t without emotion. We’re allowed to grieve.Perhaps, Ventress allowed, but somehow I don’t think most Jedi try to drown the pain with alcohol and slam their fists on the table.
Over a million people. So fast. Gone, just like that.
همه ما به نوعی ضعف داریم.ارتباطی به گونه و نژاد ندارد.گاهی اوقات این ضعف قدرتی در خفا است.گاهی اوقات فنای ماست.و گاهی اوقات هر دوی آنها.عاقل این ضعف را درک میکند و سعی میکند از آن بیاموزد.نادان اجا...
This was how one should be welcomed home. With the happy cries of children and family, with the blessings of the natural world.
Go ahead, spit it out, she muttered.You look…Like a goddess of love and war and hope and ecstasy. Like a glimmering star that I have somehow been blessed to hold.Like the rest of my life.…nice. He wan...
Ventress gave him a look that was so completely her, it tore him apart. You don’t…tell me what to do, Idiot. A small smile surprised him. Never could, he admitted. Damn right. Another bout of coughing...
One can not always believe what one hears.
My actions should depend on what I know, not what I suspect.
I wanted what we had. What we were going to have. Together. We had a future.
Cooperation was possible; he’d seen it. Every individual was unique—and could grow.
Tyranny cannot stand forever. It is an ugly beast that must feed. Eventually, the Empire will devour everything it has, and will turn on its own.
The future is not like a book one can read, he said quietly. It is ever changing, like the rush of water, or the swirl of sand.
Let’s celebrate the birth of Inferno Squad with a bottle of rebel tears! The
I am who I am. Whether in joy or in pain. I am who I am.
The daughter of renowned Admiral Garrick Versio of the Imperial Security Bureau and famous artist Zeehay Versio may be a traitor to the glorious Empire, holojournalist Alton Kastle stated, with just t...
Battle,