Quotes from Chuck Wendig

And no hope is greater than that of the Wookiees of Kashyyyk. Heroes of the Rebellion Han Solo and Chewbacca have gathered a team of smugglers and scoundrels to free Kashyyyk from its Imperial slavers once and for all.

Did you know the Death Star had a bar? Ugly, austere little place – really like all Imperial architecture, ugh – and the selection of spirits was hardly commendable.

The second Death Star is destroyed. The Emperor and his powerful enforcer, Darth Vader, are rumored to be dead. The Galactic Empire is in chaos. Across the galaxy, some systems celebrate, while in others Imperial factions tighten their grip. Optimism and fear reign side by side. And while the Rebel Alliance engages the fractured forces of the Empire, a lone rebel scout uncovers a secret Imperial meeting….

You can't be friends with a droid.

And one by one, senators disgorge from their vessels, tainting this very nice world with the smug and indulgent cloud of politics and government.

May the Force be with you, mister." "You too, kid. You too.

Writers are made -- forged, really, in a kiln of their own madness and insecurities -- over the course of many, many moons.

The Empire must fall.

The future is suddenly unpinned—evolving, spinning, leaping about like a panicked tree-loormor.

battle droid? The most incompetent droid soldier in the history of both the Republic and the Empire.

the outside air was so hot and so humid it felt like you were the meat in a sandwich whose bread was the Devil's moist thighs

Naughty business, this Empire.

War is not a state of being. It is meant to be a temporary chaos between periods of peace. Some want it to be the course of things: a default fact of existence.

Grade school – elementary and up – is like being dropped in a dunk tank filled with starving piranha.   And they never get full.

Talking about coal was never about coal, though: It was always code for making promises to blue-collar America about their blue-collar ways of life.)

No, I just mean … I'm not into … this." "This?" Her scowl deepens and her teeth bare. "Aliens?" "Women." "Oh. Oh. " "Yes, oh." "Oh.

Ah. I like my coffee like I like my men. Hot, black, and coming down my throat.

Democracy is not in need of defense. People are.

I can't choose any one thing. Why do I have to live only one life and be resigned to doing one thing?

VADER LIVES.

This is Wedge Antilles of the New Republic. I am trapped on the Star Destroyer Vigilance in the space above Akiva, and I am in—

The pilot, Wedge Antilles, once Red Leader and now—well, now something else, a role without a formal title, as yet

No Sith remain," Tashu says. "And the lone Jedi that exists—the son of Anakin Skywalker—possesses an untouchable soul.

I want soldiers who hate what they had to do and fear having to ever do it again." "And if that means we lose the war?" "Then we lose the war by keeping ourselves." That