Jason Fry Quotes

But the faith of her homeworld of Gatalenta taught that no one who reached salvation arrived there alone--they brought along all those whose love and compassion had helped deliver them.

everybody knew the only thing that made Goss more miserable than pilots was pilots having fun.

Narratives were far easier to shape than battles.

Humans and other organics were dangerously error-prone in so many ways: They somehow failed to see or hear important stimuli, insisted on ignoring data they didn't like, and forgot things they desperately needed to remember. Any self-respecting droid would have addressed such failings with a quick diagnostics session and memory defragmentation.
Yet organics made up for this - at least a little bit - with a talent for tackling a problem with simultaneous bits and pieces of multiple subroutines at once, what they called improvisation.

She wondered if she should have asked about the dozen porgs perched on the dashboard, watching the Wookiee work - or the porg that had been sitting companionably on his hairy shoulder.
She supposed the porgs would be dinner soon enough, and the Wookiee was using the Falcon as a larder. Treating tomorrow's meal as today's pet struck Rey as a bit odd, but then it was a big galaxy, and every species was entitled to its quirks.

Snoke's escape shuttle is gone," the general replied.
Kylo considered that. Rey had recovered first. She must have realized he was at her mercy, yet she'd left him alive.
Almost as if she cared for him.

We are what they grow beyond. That is the true burden of all masters.

Slow down and think. Panic doesn't solve problems; it just creates new ones.

For a moment Kylo let himself recall his parents' worried conversations behind closed doors, the ones they'd deluded themselves into thinking he wouldn't know about. Conversations about the anger and resentment that had boiled over once again in their son. Conversations in which they talked about him like he wasn't their son, but some kind of monster.

I know everything I need to know about you," she countered, taken aback.
"You do?" he asked, and peered at her, eyes intent. "You do, You have that look in your eyes from the forest, when you called me a monster."
He came within a meter or two of Rey, and she wondered what would happen if she refused to move and they intersected. Would she find herself in his mind again, and have to endure his presence in hers? Could they actually touch, across a galaxy?
"You are a monster," Rey said, remembering the terror of her paralysis on Takodana.
She stared back at him -- and found his. eyes full of hurt. Hurt -- and conflict.
"Yes, I am," Kylo said, and there was no menace in his voice -- only misery.

Kylo Ren knew who was in the escape pod even before it opened with a hiss of vapor---her presence had been a steady pulse from the Force the moment his junk-heap freighter once again somehow heaved itself out of hyperspace without disintegrating. The stormtroopers behind him stood ready, but he just smiled at the sight of Rey crammed into the pod's tight confines.

R2-D2 squawked derisively.
"Hey, sacred island," Luke said. "Watch the language.

Despite being programmed for etiquette and protocol, C-3PO had a singularly awful sense of diplomacy.