[Luke, holding stormtrooper helmet.] Alas, poor stormtrooper, I knew ye not,/ yet have I taken both uniform and life/ From thee. What manner of a man wert thou?/ A man of inf'nite jest or cruelty?/ A man with helpmate and with children too?/ A man who hath his Empire serv'd with pride?/ A man, perhaps, who wish'd for perfect peace?/ What'er thou wert, goodman, thy pardon grant/ Unto the one who took thy place: e'en me.
Ian DoescherTrying to write while I'm distracted definitely doesn't work for me. I'm also a compulsive saver of my files, so every writing session ends with me emailing what I've written to myself, just in case.
Ian DoescherI pray thee, sir, forgive me for the mess/And whether I shot first, I'll not confess. - Han Solo
Ian DoescherTrue it is,/ That these are not the droids for which thou search'st. -Obi-Wan "Ben" Kenobi
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