‘The first Jedi killed by a Sith in a thousand years,’ he thought numbly. ‘That fate should never have fallen to anyone. But if it had to happen, why didn’t it happen to me instead of you?’

We are Jedi, and we must, all of us, always, remember what that means.

You were right about one thing, Master, the negotiations were short.

Because you decided a long time ago that you’d get rid of me one way or another, that we wouldn’t work as master and apprentice…you knew it would be up to someone else to finish my training.

We... pretend that I don’t know. And I was happy to, because it made him happy. You made him happy, when nothing else ever truly could.

I think we had a situation with the shuttle.

Wait a minute, how did this happen? We’re smarter than this!

The hardest decision, Qui-Gon had told him once, is to walk away.

“At the beginning of my apprenticeship, I couldn’t understand you,” Obi-Wan said. “Unfortunately, that’s just as true here at the end.”

You were my brother, Anakin, I loved you!

Nose or the ear, which one do you think it will enter?

Flying’s for droids!

“That’s my master Obi-Wan Kenobi. There is no one better.”

Who is more foolish? The fool or the fool who follows him?

“... You’re not to blame.” Most Padawans would be relieved to be off the hook. Obi-Wan only frowned. “I can do better.”

Rules are rules for a reason. They’re not arbitrary. The Jedi rules exist to steer us towards the greater good, and to reduce uncertainty.

You can't win, Vader. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine.

“There is one Jedi— one whom I truly know all of us can trust absolutely . . .”

To have lived his life without being master to Anakin Skywalker would have left him a different man. A lesser man.

Flying’s for droids!