We can each sit and wait to die, from the very day of our births. Those of us who do not do so, choose to ask - and to answer - the two questions that define every conscious creature: What do I want? and What will I do to get it? Which are, finally, only one question: What is my will? Caine teaches us that the answer is always found within our own experience; our lives provide the structure of the question, and a properly phrased question contains its own answer.

... Corellian curses being a synergistic blend of vulgarity, obscenity, and outright blasphemy that were the only things really worth saying when one was in the middle of being blown to monatomic dust.

Love is more than a candle, love can ignite the stars.

Being old enough to know better but still too young to resist mostly sucks.

When all choices seem wrong, choose restraint.

Life is mere chance only when one allows it to be.

It is in the darkest night that the light we are shines brightest