Star Wars Quotes

“Scorch: "I think Sev might have an anger problem."
Sev: "I think you have an intelligence problem.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“We have an understanding. I don’t laugh at his skirt, and he doesn’t rip my head off.”
-Fi Skirata”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“Your boys okay?”
“Tired, edgy, but giving it all they’ve got. One of ‘em has sworn to get Vau, another is having a love affair with a woman he shouldn’t even look at, I’m collecting waifs and strays like an animal shelter, and we nearly killed a treasury agent. But if I told you the really bad stuff, you’d think I have problems.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“Do we get to do assassinations?”
“If we do, they never happened. You imagined them.”
“Whoops. My trigger finger just slipped, Sarge. Honest.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“[After a horrible, crazy speeder race by Bardan]
“Thank you for flying Jedi Air.” Jusik grinned and shook their hands. “Have a nice afternoon.”
“You’re all insane,” said Sev.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“Darman: I want my HUD back. I want my enhanced view.
Fi: But you get to wear face camo instead. Makes you feel wild and dangerous.
Sev: I'm wild. And then I get dangerous. Shut up.
Fi: Copy that. [exits Sev's comlink channel] Miserable di'kut.
Scorch: Don't mind him. He'll be fine once he's killed something.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“That’s the worst thing about having chakaare like us around. We just wander off, find someplace you don’t know about, and hole up in it and get into all sorts of mischief that you know nothing about. And then we bill you for it. Dreadful.”
“Dreadful. Is this the kind of thing that CSF might notice?”
“Were we to get out of hand, I imagine very senior officers in CSF might need to be reassured, but not by you.”
“Dreadful. Hypothetically, anyway.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“Mandalorians are surprisingly unconcerned with biological lineage. Their definition of offspring or parent is more by relationship than birth: adoption is extremely common, and it’s not unusual for soldiers to take war orphans as their sons or daughters if they impress them with their aggression and tenacity. They also seem tolerant of marital infidelity during long separations, as long as any child resulting from it is raised by them. Mandalorians define themselves by culture and behavior alone. It is an affinity with key expressions of this culture—loyalty, strong self-identity, emphasis on physical endurance and discipline—that causes some ethnic groups such as those of Concord Dawn in particular to gravitate toward Mandalorian communities, thereby reinforcing a common set of genes derived from a wide range of populations. The instinct to be a protective parent is especially dominant. They have accidentally bred a family-oriented warrior population, and continue to reinforce it by absorbing like-minded individuals and groups.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“So you want a knife, a nice sharp knife. You hone that blade to its limits. It even cuts through stone when you want it to. It saves your life. And then you’re outraged when it cuts you accidentally. You see, knives don’t switch off. And neither do people, not when you hone them to a fine edge.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“didn’t have a mother or a father, but a stranger willingly chose me to be his son. You had a mother and father, and they let strangers take you. No, General, don’t pity me. You’re the one who’s had the worse deal.” It was shocking and it was true. The extraordinary clarity of his assessment hit her so hard that she almost gasped. It told her things she didn’t want to know about herself. None of them changed her intentions.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“Armor does not make a Mandalorian. The armor is simply a manifestation of an impenetrable, unassailable heart.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“When you can no longer know what your nation or your government stands for, or even where it is, you need a set of beliefs you can carry with you and cling to. You need a core in your heart that will never change.”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Triple Zero

“For some reason that hurt most of all. If these kids didn’t know their culture and what made someone a Mando, then they had no purpose, no pride, and nothing to hold them and their clan together when home wasn’t a piece of land. If you were a nomad, your nation traveled in your heart. And without the Mando heart, you had nothing—not even your soul—in whatever new conquest followed death. Skirata knew at that moment what he had to do. He had to stop these boys from being dar’manda, eternal Dead Men, men without a Mando soul.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“It never ceased to amaze Skirata how much simpler it was to buy and sell death than it was to pay taxes.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“Buy’ce gal, buy’ce tal
Vebor’ad ures alit
Mhi draar baat’i meg’parjii’se
Kote lo’shebs’ul narit A pint of ale, a pint of blood
Buys men without a name
We never care who wins the war
So you can keep your fame —Popular drinking chant of Mandalorian mercenaries—approximate translation, edited for strong language”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“But there hadn’t been one day since she had parted from Omega Squad on Qiilura nine months ago that she hadn’t agonized over the use of soldiers who had no choice, no rights, and no future in the Republic that they gave their lives to defend. It was wrong.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“You ever worked with Wookiees?” The commandos shook their heads, wide-eyed. “Well, everything you’ve heard is true.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“And he explained that there was no Mandalorian word for “hero.” It was only not being one that had its own word: Hut’uun.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“She held her hand out to him. He hesitated for a moment and then reached across the table and took it. “We could be dead tomorrow, both of us,” she said. “Or the next day, or next week. That’s war.” She thought of the other Fi, whose life had ebbed away in her arms. “And I don’t want to die without telling you that I missed you every day since you left, and that I love you, and that I don’t believe what I was taught about attachment any more than you should believe that you were bred only to die for the Republic.” This was breaking all the rules. But the war had broken all the rules of peacekeeping Jedi and a civilized Republic anyway. The Force wouldn’t be thrown into turmoil if a mediocre Jedi and a cloned soldier who had no rights broke just one more. “I never stopped thinking about you, either,” said Darman. “Not for a moment.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“The man hesitated and then reached across to shake Ordo’s hand, surrendering soft pale civilian fingers to a black gauntlet. The look on his face said clearly that he hadn’t expected to find flesh and blood inside the droid-like shell, or to retrieve his hand uncrushed afterward. “My pleasure, sir,” Ordo said. It was unusually quiet in the EasyRide after that. At least the reality had registered on them.”
― Karen Traviss, Triple Zero

“If you were a nomad, your nation traveled in your heart. And without the Mando heart, you had nothing -not even your soul- in whatever new conquest followed death”
― Karen Traviss, Star Wars: Republic Commando: Triple Zero