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Appearances and perceptions are important to the New Republic. And properly so. The Empire rules by force and threat; we rule instead by inspiration and leadership. We cannot be perceived to be cowering here in fear of our lives.

There's enough darkness in the galaxy right now. Let me know if you want to spread a little light

We are Alderaan. We answer rage with wisdom. We answer fear with imagination. We answer war with hope. If one life with a single drop of Alderaanian blood survives, Alderaan survives.

The mourning is endless: my father, my mother, my friends, my city, my world. Every time I fail, I fail them. And no victory is great enough to bring them back.

He taught me so much about politics, leadership, and war, but above all he taught me that no price is too great to pay for our ideals. Bail Organa was willing to die if that meant the Empire would fall.

Let us take a moment to honor the lost souls of Alderaan. To honor Viceroy Bail Organa and Queen Breha Organa. May they forever be remembered.

I would rather be a monster that believes in something, that would sacrifice everything to make the galaxy better, than be someone who sits on the sidelines and watches as if it has no consequences to them.

Join your order in death!

Bail Organa: "I keep an eye out for acts of kindness in this new galaxy of ours. When there's a concentration of them, I try to find out who is behind them, and then we have a talk."
Ahsoka Tano: "What do you talk about?"
Bail Organa: "The Rebellion, Padawan Tano."

This is how the Old Republic died. This is how the Empire was born. Look with me for a moment at what I call the Empire's Great Lie. "Emperor" Palpatine has continued the pretense that he would end social injustice and corruption. On the surface, his policies may seem to be aimed at righting the wrongs imposed by the waning Republic. But his true goal has always been the subjugation of the thousand thousand worlds and the enslavement of all galactic citizens. He rules by fear rather than by consent. He states that all beings are equal citizens while he carries out secret missions designed to destroy whole races.

Going somewhere, Potter? You should be in the Gryffindor common room preparing for yet another year of academic underachievement.

Rule through the fear of force rather than force itself.

Daala: "The Rebel Alliance won't know what hit them."
Tarkin: "Oh, they'll know, my dear. Everyone will know. That's the point."

Someone once said that politics is little more than the systematic organization of hostilities.

Never try to live decently, boy - not unless you're willing to open your life to tragedy and sadness. Live like a beast, and no event, no matter how harrowing, will ever be able to move you.

We employ nonhumans wherever they are useful, for now. But mark my words, Raith. Humans are the future.

Of power, I could tell you much. But the time is not right. I shall only say that the Empire is close to having power such as never before – power of world-shattering proportions, you could say. Mark my words, never again will a citizen of this galaxy watch a moonrise in quite the same way. He will stare at that moon – if such it is – and remember that the Empire is firmly in control.

The average citizen deals in symbols, not rational analysis. If we present the citizen with a weapon so powerful, so immense as to defy all conceivable attack against it, a weapon invulnerable and invincible in battle, that shall become the symbol for the Empire. We may need only a handful, perhaps only one of these weapons to subjugate thousands upon thousands of worlds containing millions upon millions of beings.

Threats of insurrection must be met with strong, centralized power. One must seize the moment, and strike. Forgive the ravings of a lowly lieutenant governor, Supreme Chancellor. Moreover, I realize that it is hardly the Republic's way to answer violence with violence.

And here I thought one Solo was bad. Now I get to listen to two of them. Lucky me.

Mapo: "Can you teach me to be a clown, too?"
Jar Jar: "Bein' clowning is bombad, too. Me teaching yousa, pallo. Wesa maken the whole galaxy smilin'!"

Dooku chose his next words carefully. "Qui-Gon returned from Tatooine with a former slave boy. According to the boy's mother, the boy had no father."

Deception begins with bureaucracy.

The old system is dead, Senator. You would be wise to subscribe to the new one.

My brother sacrificed many things, Mr. Potter, on his journey to find power, including Ariana, and she was devoted to him. He gave her everything... but time.

It's not a job my brother's given you. It's a suicide mission. Do yourself a favor, boy, and go home. Live a little longer.

What makes you think you can trust him? What makes you think you can believe anything my brother told you? In all the time you knew him, did he ever mention my name? Did he ever mention hers?

Harry: "Why should he...-"
Aberforth: "Keep secrets? You tell me."
Harry: "I trusted him."
Aberforth: "That's a boy's answer. A boy who goes chasing horcruxes on the word of a man who wouldn't even tell you where to start. You're lying!"