"I have never had a student with such promise - before you."
Ren straightened. "It is your teachings that make me strong Supreme Leader."
Snoke demurred. "It is where you are from. What you are made of. The Dark Side - and the Light. The finest sculptor cannot fashion a masterpiece from poor materials. He must have something pure, something strong, something unbreakable, with which to work. I have - you."
"Your body was designed to contain a cosmic storm. It is no wonder that sometimes your head and heart hurt so much that you may just explode. It takes a nebula, a cosmic storm of epic proportions falling apart to create a star. So be easy on yourself. You are a storm in transition, even as these words are being written."
"Who's the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who's horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed to forgive the other?"
"In some strange way I am not with you, I am against you. We are destined to hold two truths. I love you and I fight you. And you, the same. We will be stronger for it, each of us, stronger with our love and our hate. When you caricature and nail down and tear apart, I hate you. I want to answer you, not with weak or stupid poetry but with a wonder as strong as your reality. I want to fight your surgical knife with all the occult and magical forces of the world."
"There is a vast melancholy in the canticles of the wolves, melancholy infinite as the forest, endless as these long nights of winter and yet that ghastly sadness, that mourning for their own, irremediable appetites, can never move the heart for not one phrase in it hints at the possibility of redemption; grace could not come to the world from its own despair, only through some external mediator, so that, sometimes, the beast will look as if he half welcomes the knife that dispatches him."
"It's quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don't do it."
"Driver has a physical presence like some bird of prey. His arms are long. His fingers are long. Even sitting down he exudes largeness, largeness folded into itself. His hands are massive. I keep my hands hidden beneath the table because I am scared that I will reach out and caress Driver’s fingers, unknowingly, nodding along to his answers."
"Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings."
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"Endure and persist; this pain will turn to good by and by."
— Ovid
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— Ursula Le Gui
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Ren straightened. "It is your teachings that make me strong Supreme Leader."
Snoke demurred. "It is where you are from. What you are made of. The Dark Side - and the Light. The finest sculptor cannot fashion a masterpiece from poor materials. He must have something pure, something strong, something unbreakable, with which to work. I have - you."
— Star Wars: The Force Awakens (novelization)
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— Nikita Gill
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— Margaret Atwood
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— Rebecca Stead
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— Anaïs Nin
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— Jean Rostand
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— Angela Carter
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— phrase (slang). literal translation: “to build shit”
meaning: “to fuck up"
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— Jean Rhys
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— Charles Baudelaire, translation: "Do not look for my heart any more, the beasts have eaten it."
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— Barbara Kingsolver
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— Yevgeny Yevtushenko
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— Jean-Paul Sartre
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— David Peak, about Adam Driver
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— Rumi
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— Mandalorian saying, translation: "Train your sons to be strong but your daughters to be stronger."
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— Mandalorian insult for someone with an overdeveloped sense of authority, translation: "All helmet, no head."
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— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane