Traitor

Life is more a matter of choosing than knowing. He could never know the eventual destination of his path, but he could always choose in which direction to take each step.

When you always know what is right, where is freedom? No one chooses the wrong, Jacen Solo. Uncertainty sets you free." -Vergere

Everything I tell you is a lie." -Vergere

This threshhold is mine...Bring on your thousands, one at a time or all in a rush. I don't give a damn. None shall pass." -Ganner Rhysode

I don't have to stop you. All I have to do is slow you down." -Ganner Rhysode

Suffering is the fuel in the engine of civilization." -Vergere

Pain is itself a god: the taskmaster of life. Pain cracks the whip, and all that lives will move. To live is to be a slave to pain.

Oh, sure. What's this supposed to teach me?" "Is it what the teacher teaches? Or what the students learns?" "What's the difference?" "That is, itself, a question worth considering, yes?" -Jacen & Vergere

I told you before," he muttered solidly. "You can kill me, but you can't make me obey.

What distinguishes a flower from a weed is only—and exactly—this: the choice of the gardener

No lesson is truly learned until it has been purchased with pain

When you fight fanatics, all you do is make them even more fanatic than they were when they started.

It has to do with a bizarre concept called democracy, in which ruling power is given to whoever is most skillful at directing the herd instincts of the largest masses of their most ignorant citizens—

Before one can learn truth, one must unlearn lies.

For the Jedi, combat is failure.

Sometimes pain is the only bridge to where you want to go.

Instead of working with what is, they keep trying to force everything to be what they think it should be. That’s

Ganner Rhysode builds a fortress of the dead.

If your surrender leads to slaughter, that is not because the Force has darkness in it. It is because you do.

Suffering is the fuel in the engine of civilization. Now he begins to understand: because pain is a god—he has been in the grip of this cruel god ever since Anakin’s death. But it is also a teacher, and a bridge. It can be a slave master, and break you—and it can be the power that makes you unbreakable. It is all these things, and more. At the same time. What it is depends on who you are. But who am I? he wonders. I’ve been running like Dad—like Anakin. I think they stopped, though; I think Dad was strong enough to turn back and face it, to use the pain to make himself stronger, like Mom and Uncle Luke. Anakin did, too, at the end. Am I that strong? There’s only one way to find out.