I miss it every minute, and I have no wish at all to go back.

Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins.

Honor is what you know about yourself.

Colonel Otto, do you have a, perhaps, fuller and more detailed account than your preliminary one of why my Imperial Security building is now largely an underground installation? From a technical perspective.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.

Real destiny takes everything-the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure-and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A thousand-fold! But you can't give halves. You have to give it all. I know. I swear. I've come back from the dead to speak the truth to you. Real destiny gives you a mountain of life, and puts you on top of it.

Some people grow into their dreams, instead of out of them.