The good thing about being Dr. Frankenstein is that you can always make new friends.

I'm content to stand on tradition. I'm even more content to wipe my feet on it.

Rogue Squadron doesn’t run. Unless we really, really have to." "No, this will be Wraith Squadron’s mission." "We don’t mind running. Even when we don’t have to.

Obviously a fake Kyp. You distract him. I'll shoot him under the table." Han (to Leia)

And unlike the rest of you, he hasn’t yet time to ruin his career or his mind." "Then he won’t do. Send him home. Get us another lunatic." "Excuse me!" [hopping up to stand in his seat] "Elassar Targon, master of the universe, reporting for duty!" "I withdraw my objection.

If you hack the Vatican server, have you tampered in God's domain?

Luck consists largely of hanging on by your fingernails until things start to go your way.