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“Worry you should, if conflict arises not,”
“You have your own mind, my Padawan,” he’d said. “The Council doesn’t always respond well to that.”
These are only things that may never happen. If they ever do come to pass, then they were truly foretold, and none of our actions can influence them in any way.
“If our beliefs tell us one thing, and the needs of real people tell us another, can there be any question of which we should listen to?”
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“Darkness is a part of nature, too, Qui-Gon. Equally as fundamental as the light. Always remember this.”)
“People are more than their worst act,”
“At least, most people. And they are also more than the worst thing ever done to them.”
When the kyber that is not kyber shines forth, the time of prophecy will be at hand.
When the Force itself sickens, past and future must split and combine.
A Chosen One shall come, born of no father, and through him will ultimate balance in the Force be restored.
If you can’t make the jump, I won’t make you try. If you can, though, don’t hold back.
This is the boy who believed I found him unworthy as an apprentice. The one I failed to tell about the most significant change in my life, and maybe his. I don’t deserve him. I never have.
Qui-Gon had often felt out of step with the Order as a whole, but never to this degree. He had also never felt this close to the Force.
“You think to murder my Padawan merely to fulfill your pitiful ambitions. You find yourself impressive, do you? You know nothing of true power!”
“Memory is, in the end, all we truly possess.”
“Most apprentices want to rush ahead to styles of fighting that are flashier or more esoteric. Most Masters let them, because we must all find our preferred form eventually. But I wanted you to be grounded in your technique. I wanted you to understand the basic cadences so well that they would become instinct, so that you would be almost untouchable. Above all, I wanted to give you the training you needed to accomplish anything you set your mind to later on.”
I am one with the Force, Obi-Wan thought, recalling an old saying of the Guardians of the Whills. The Force is with me.
“It matters,” Qui-Gon said quietly. “It matters which side we choose. Even if there will never be more light than darkness. Even if there can be no more joy in the galaxy than there is pain. For every action we undertake, for every word we speak, for every life we touch—it matters. I don’t turn toward the light because it means someday I’ll ‘win’ some sort of cosmic game. I turn toward it because it is the light.”
“Don’t you see, Obi-Wan? They knew you’d rebel against any Master you worked with. So they made sure you wound up with a Jedi who almost never followed the rules. The only way for you to rebel was to become the perfect Jedi.”
We still love our Masters, and they love their Padawans—I mean, somebody brings you up for ten years, unless they’re a total jerk, you’re gonna love ’em. That’s just how people are!
He who learns to conquer death will through his greatest student live again.
Very, very deep down, he sometimes wondered whether anyone truly believed out of pure faith, or whether people believed whatever they had to, in order to keep going.
Qui-Gon felt a moment of pride in Obi-Wan’s calm composure; he carried himself as though he’d always represented the Republic. As though he had no inkling he might be walking into mortal danger.
—his lightsaber was no longer blue, but orange— —and when he swung it, the blade easily passed through Deren’s shield. Into Deren.
“I’ve seen the cost of peace.” Fanry’s eyes glittered with a febrile, angry light. “I prefer war.”
“I don’t ever want to fly again. Ever.” “Oh, come now, Padawan.” “I hate flying.” “You’re only shaken up,” Qui-Gon said. “That feeling will pass.” “No, it won’t.” “We’ll see.
“Your Padawan came by earlier. He’s a good kid. Someday he’ll be a great Jedi Knight.” “Yes, he will.”
“When you’re on the Jedi Council, don’t forget me?” “Impossible,” Qui-Gon said, before hugging Rael goodbye.
And everyone always says, as Yoda goes, so goes the Council.”
He knew also that he had seen the kyber that wasn’t kyber—which meant the days of prophecy were at hand. Everything would change.
Yes, they were wise to refuse to rule—but unwise to simply accept the status quo. Short-sighted, to lose touch with the living Force by spending so much of their time and energy on enforcing laws that could as easily be left to civilian authorities. Immoral, to refuse to act against evils such as slavery.
Obi-Wan began to smile. “You know, Master, I’ve realized—I wouldn’t learn nearly as much from someone who always agreed with me.” Qui-Gon grinned back, and they clasped hands, more truly partners than ever before.
“We don’t choose the light because we want to win.” Averross smiled sadly. “We choose it because it is the light.”
The first Jedi killed by a Sith in a thousand years, he thought numbly. That fate should never have fallen to anyone. But if it had to happen, why didn’t it happen to me instead of you?
when Obi-Wan thought on his time as Qui-Gon’s Padawan, he always thought of the years after that mission to Pijal—the years when they had become both partners and friends. He’d expected to go through the trials, to be knighted in the proper ceremony with Qui-Gon at his side, and for the two of them to remain friends for the rest of their lives.
“I will train him, Master,” he said, bowing his head low until it almost touched Qui-Gon’s still hand. “I will do everything for him that you would’ve done.” Qui-Gon
