...Des felt a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach. All soldiers felt the same thing going into battle, whether they admitted it or not: fear. Fear of failure, fear of dying, fear of watching their friends die, fear of being wounded and living ...
The dark side is emotion, Bane. Anger, hate, love, lust. These are what make us strong, Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Your passion is still there, Bane. Seek it out. Reclaim it.
When you finally betray me, I hope you care enough to try to kill my yourself.
Equality is a myth to protect the weak. some of us are strong in the Force, others are not. Only a fool believes otherwise.
Honor is for the living. Dead is dead.
Honor is a fool's prize. Glory is of no use to the dead.
Two there shall be; no more, no less. One to embody the dark side, the other to crave it.
