The Force is neither light nor dark, master nor slave, but a balance between extremes.

Humans crave knowledge, and when that craving ends, we are no longer human.

The reaction to death is sometimes as violent as death itself. Shock throws a cautious coolness over your senses, but your stomach still has knots, your skin stings as if the Reaper is glaring at you as well.

Growing up closes so many doors. The modern world doesn't allow for miracles, so we don't see them. It's a very precious gift, an open mind, but it's not passive. You've got to nurture it like a bed of roses; otherwise it will wither and die. Make sure you don't close off your mind to things you find strange. Sometimes they may be the only truth.

The Force is neither light nor dark, master nor slave, but a balance between extremes.

Love is harsh, and it consumes. And more than anything, it demands sacrifice.

If you do not fear God, then fear your dreams, because they're how He talks to you.