Drew Karpyshyn Quotes

Those who ask for mercy," he answered coldly, "are too weak to deserve it.

When you finally betray me, I hope you care enough to try to kill my yourself.

Knowledge is power, Bane. My purpose is to give you that knowledge. It is up to you to figure out how best to use it.

Turian Councilor: Ah yes, Reapers. The immortal race of sentient starships allegedly waiting in dark space. We have dismissed that claim.

I am Revan reborn. And before me you are nothing.

Des felt a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach. All soldiers felt the same thing going into battle, whether they admitted it or not: fear. Fear of failure, fear of dying, fear of watching their friends die, fear of being wounded and living out the rest of their days crippled or maimed. The fear was always there, and it would devour you if you let it.
Des knew how to turn that fear to his own advantage. Take what makes you weak and turn it into something that makes you strong. Transform the fear into anger and hate: hatred of the enemy; hatred of the Republic and the Jedi. The hate gave him strength, and the strength brought him victory.
For Des the transformation came easily once the fighting started. Thanks to his abusive father, he'd been turning fear into anger and hate ever since he was a child. Maybe that was why he was such a good soldier. Maybe that was why the others looked to him for leadership.

One Master and one apprentice; one to embody the power, the other to crave it

Yeah, how dare they try to kill you in the middle of a war? Don't they know you're busy trying to kill them? How rude!

Glory is of no use to the dead -Darth Bane

The Sith were the sworn enemies of the Jedi and the Republic. They sought to wipe us from existence; they sought to rule the galaxy. ( ... ) A Dark Jedi, on the other hand, has much smaller ambitions. He -or she- thinks only of himself. He acts alone. The ultimate goal is not galactic conquest, but personal wealth and importance. Like a common thug or criminal, he revels in cruelty and selfishness. He preys upon the weak and vulnerable, spreading misery and suffering wherever he goes.

The power of the dark side. The heat of passion and emotion. I can feel it in you, as well. Burning beneath the surface. Burning like your anger. It makes you strong.

He walked slowly up and down the rows, glancing at titles and authors, hoping to find something useful. He was so intent in his search that he failed to notice the dark, hooded figure that entered the archives and stood silently in the doorway, watching him

Equality is a myth to protect the weak. some of us are strong in the Force, others are not. Only a fool believes otherwise.

I will continue to study at your feet, Master. I will learn from your wisdom. I will discover your secrets, unlocking them one by one until everything you know - all your knowledge and all your power - is mine. And once you are no longer of use to me, I will destroy you.

Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Code of the Sith

Honor is for the living. Dead is dead.

For me, Malak was always the 'brawn' to Revan's 'brain' - he was renowned for his combat abilities, and I always felt that he was even better than Revan with a lightsaber. I also felt that he wasn't as strong at using the Force in other ways as Revan was.

The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual.

Honor is a fool's prize. Glory is of no use to the dead.

The Neimoidian gave a long, gurgling sigh. You're right, Des. The decision is made. Grim fate and ill fortune have conspired against you. It's not like sabacc; you can't fold a bad hand. In life you just play the cards you're dealt.

Grissom chose to remain completely fair and unbiased: he told every single one of them to go to hell.

The mind with many secrets can never rest.

There was a long silence, finally broken by Teff'ith. Jedi Grand Master mom, Supreme Commander dad. Now we get why Theron's so messed up. So you sending a fleet, or what?

The dark side is emotion, Bane. Anger, hate, love, lust. These are what make us strong, Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Your passion is still there, Bane. Seek it out. Reclaim it.

The power of the Dark Side cannot be dispersed among the masses. It must be concentrated in the few who are worthy of the honor.

Destroying your enemies - even destroying a planet - was understandable. But this wasn't simple destruction. It was annihilation; obliteration. The very fabric of the Force had been shredded. Anyone capable of turning an entire planet into a nihilistic abomination had to be completely mad.

Set wasn't interested in ruling the galaxy. Or destroying the Jedi. It sounded like a lot of work.

Two there shall be; no more, no less. One to embody the dark side, the other to crave it.

Materialism - an attachment to physical goods beyond their practical value - was a trap; a chain to ensnare the foolish with their own greed.

Are you certain of these accusations?" "I would stake my life on them, my lord Emperor." "You already have.

Then we leave together,' he whispered. Just that, nothing else.
And for the first time since they met, Scythe cried.

He no longer clung to the simplistic ideals of right and wrong or good and evil. He understood better than anyone that dark and light were intertwined in strange and complex ways.

There must only be two, No more and no less

It was the irrepressible Twi'lek who finally said what they were all thinking but didn't have the courage to bring up. You know you both naked, right?

All soldiers felt the same thing going into battle, whether they admitted it or not: fear. Fear of failure, fear of dying, fear of watching their friends die, fear of being wounded and living out the rest of their days crippled or maimed. The fear was always there, and it would devour you if you let it.
Des knew how to turn that fear to his own advantage. Take what makes you weak and turn it into something that makes you strong. Transform the fear into anger and hate: hatred of the enemy; hatred of the Republic and the Jedi. The hate gave him strength, and the strength brought him victory.

The Jedi shackle themselves in chains of obedience: obedience to the Jedi Council; obedience to their Masters; obedience to the Republic. Those who follow the light side even believe they must submit themselves to the Force. They are merely instruments of its will, slaves to a greater good.

Equality is a lie," Bane told her. "A myth to appease the masses. Simply look around and you will see the lie for what it is! There are those with power, those with the strength and will to lead. And there are those meant to follow - those incapable of anything but servitude and a meager, worthless existence. "Equality is a perversion of the natural order!