36 Quotes by Paul S. Kemp

An apprentice was unquestioningly loyal until the moment he wasn’t. Both Master and apprentice knew this.

The Emperor said, “My name is Krataa, and this” – he gestured at Vader – “is Irluuk.

Once, as a Jedi, he had meditated to find peace. Now he meditated to sharpen the edges of his anger.

Underlings should always be uncomfortable in the presence of their superiors,” said the Emperor. “Don’t you agree?

Losing something she loved had ripped her open in a way she had not expected. The pain hurt, but the pain was right. The Order had wrought a galaxy in which good capitulated to evil, where human feelings – Aryn’s feelings – were crushed under the weight of Jedi nonattachment.

The real world didn’t well accommodate principles.

Once, he’d found the armor hateful, foreign, but now he knew better. He realized that he’d always been fated to wear it, just as the Jedi had always been fated to betray their principles. He’d always been fated to face Obi-Wan and fail on Mustafar – and in failing, learn. The.

Other than the Emperor, only Vader knew the false names were ancient Sith words that meant “death” and “fate.

He’d said that the relationship between Sith apprentice and Master was symbiotic but in a delicate balance. An apprentice owed his Master loyalty. A Master owed his apprentice knowledge and must show only strength. But the obligations were reciprocal and contingent. Should either fail in his obligation, it was the duty of the other to destroy him. The Force required it. Since before the Clone Wars, Vader’s Master had never shown anything but.