From a Certain Point of View: Return of the Jedi (Star Wars)

by Olivie Blake

“I’ve never been fully wiped. Only small moments when it protects my friends.”

Her father’s death had always felt like some cliff that she was plodding toward, but now it was over and she was somehow still standing, and she didn’t know what to do next.

For a moment, it was as if Anakin stood before him, returned from darkness, from death.

So what I told you was true,” Obi-Wan continued. “From a certain point of view.”

“There is still good in him.” It was the last thing Obi-Wan expected to hear. These were the last words Padmé had said to him,

There was a great deal of Anakin in him, but he had inherited mainly Anakin’s best qualities. Obi-Wan hadn’t killed Anakin Skywalker, but neither had Vader. The best of him lived on in Leia and in Luke.

A leader cannot lead if they will not also sacrifice.

She was beautiful, but not in a way that could ever be construed as soft—her face was strong angles, her eyes wise.

Without stormtroopers, there can never be any storms.”

“Alderaan wasn’t built in a day, but it sure was destroyed in one.”