Quotes from Christie Golden

You led the Army of the Light, Turalyon,' Anduin thought, and his heart lifted. 'But this is the army of hope.

Air - the element of clarity of thought, of inspiration, insight, and fresh starts. He smiled a little, and as the scene began to fade, he let it go easily. Because he knew that with Air, there would always be something new to come, to challenge and inspire him.

As nearly all on the Death Star had been ordered to do, with their own eyes or on a screen, Iden had stood and watched. By their treasonous actions, the rebels on Alderaan had brought destruction not only on themselves, but on the innocents they always seemed so keen to protect. She

Knights of the Silver Hand

You're helping to bring freedom to the galaxy. So that one day, everywhere, people will be safe to express themselves. To enjoy, without fear. That's what the rebels want, in the end. That's all we want.

The surreal howl wove its way through the cacophony of human voices, a bright, bloody thread in a tapestry of fear.

For a moment, she spared compassion for him. What had his life been like when he was a youngling? There had been no one to give him hugs or tell stories, no loving parental hands to soothe childhood's nightmares. Only brothers, identical in every way, who had been raised as clinically as he. Brothers, and duty, and death.

We all need someone," de Metz said. "Even—perhaps especially—if we have God.

The Jedi cultivated a practice of nonattachment, which had always served them well. Few understood, though, that while specific, individual bonds such as romantic love or family were forbidden, the Jedi were not ashamed of compassion. All lives were precious, and when so many were lost in such a way, the Jedi felt the pain of it in the Force as well as in their own hearts. At

Grieved are we all, to see so many suffer," he said. "Courage, the youngling had, at the end. Forgotten, she and her people will not be.

Go on then, Sylvanas Windrunner. Tell me these truths you have never shared.

The "miracle of birth" was actually pretty disgusting, Arthas thought. He hadn't realized there'd be so much…goo involved.

Joan" was an Anglicized pronunciation of the French "Jeanne

Dark Portal and the Blasted Lands.

Voyager was my collective. I knew I was safe there. I trusted all of you; I knew all of you. I could. . . I could try to learn to love. But all that's changed. We've returned to Earth. I'm a—an oddity." "Seven, that's not true

What a puzzle you are to me, Jander Sunstar! You feed upon lifeblood, yet mourn the life you take. You are a being of shadow and night, yet you yearn to be surrounded by beauty. You are dead, but you cannot bear decay. What exactly are you? You can hardly be a vampire!

It took seven hours for Azen to die.

I don't want to be part of mass murder

It's a promise to the rebels. "It's called Inferno Squad.

a flesh-and-blood waiter and therefore as rare in San Francisco as a flying horse

Impossible. Not after everything that's happened.

He paused, then, on a whim, arranged the unconscious Falleen in an undignified postion

Don't boast, her father had told her. Accomplish. Then let others notice and react appropriately.

Because that kind of killing is personal. And when it gets personal, it gets ugly, and some of that ugliness spills onto you.