Tall ships and tall kings
Three times three,
What brought they from the foundered land
Over the flowing sea?
Seven stars and Steven stones
And one white tree.
J. R. R. Tolkien, The Two Towers
"There are known knowns. These are things we know that we know. There are known unknowns. That is to say, there are things that we know we don’t know. But there are also unknown unknowns. There are things we don’t know we don’t know."
"A world without God or purpose may seem harsh or pointless, but that alone doesn’t require God to actually exist."
Lawrence M. Krauss
"The very notion of allegiance was foreign to the dark side. The great happy family the Jedi had believed in was a lie, or at the very least a fallacy.
Nature was a bloody business; harmony was not the dominant state. Truces could form, but they were always temporary. The Sith understood that."
The Force Unleashed Novelization
"I take nothing for granted. The Empire may well have millions of troops, but it is still a fragile thing, still in its infancy, and there will always be those who want to overthrow it.
But they will look ahead to a time when they are powerful enough to do so; they have no idea that their best time to strike is now, while I still have to consolidate my power. As always, the ignorance and apathy of the populace works in my favor."
"There was no conscious will involved in hatred, or in love come to that; it couldn’t be taught, unlearned, or reasoned with. Only the visible reactions that sprang from it could be changed."
Karen Traviss, Imperial Commando: 501st
"There were two kinds of bigots: the kind that melted when face-to-face with the individual, and the kind that smiled politely but wouldn’t let their daughter marry one of those."
"Powered by treachery, the Sith Master-apprentice relationship was always a dangerous game. Trust was encouraged even while being sabotaged; loyalty was demanded even while betrayal was prized; suspicion was nourished even while honesty was praised."
James Luceno, The Rise of Darth Vader
"With the loss of my limbs, have I also lost strength in the Force?
Vader recognized the voice of the one who posed the question as the specter of Anakin. Anakin telling him that he was not as powerful as he thought he was. The little slave boy, cowering because he was not the master of his fate. A mere accessory in the world, owned by another, passed over.
And now enslaved again!
He lifted his masked face to the cabin’s ceiling and growled in torment. Sidious’s inept med droids had done this to him!
Slowed his reflexes, burdened him with armor and padding. He relished having destroyed them."
"Already he had experienced moments of claustrophobia — moments of desperation to be rid of the suit, to emerge from the shell. He needed to build, or have built, a chamber in which he could feel human again… If possible.
All in all he thought: This is not living.
This was solitary confinement. Prison of the worst sort. Continual torture.
He was nothing more than wreckage. Power without clear purpose…"
"The events of Anakin Skywalker’s life might have occurred a lifetime ago, or to someone else entirely, and yet some residue of Anakin continued to plague Vader, like pain from a phantom limb."
James Luceno, The Rise of Darth Vader
"And now at last it comes. You will give me the Ring freely! In the place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!"
Galadriel, The Lady of the Wood
"Frodo caught something new and strange in Boromir’s glance, and he looked hard at him. Plainly Boromir’s thought was different from his final words. It would be folly to throw it away: what? The Ring of Power?"
"Suddenly Frodo noticed that a strange-looking weather-beaten man, sitting in the shadows near the wall, was also listening intently to the hobbit-talk. He had a tall tankard in front of him, and was smoking a long-stemmed pipe curiously carved. His legs were stretched out before him, showing high boots of supple leather that fitted him well, but had seen much wear and were now caked with mud. A travel-stained cloak of heavy dark-green cloth was drawn close about him, and in spite of the heat of the room he wore a hood that over shadowed his face; but the gleam of his eyes could be seen as he watched the hobbits."
Frodo’s first impression of Aragorn