James Kahn

Luke wanted to burn the villain. [...] Of course, his primary objective was to free his friends, whom he loved dearly; it was this concern that guided him now, abolve all else. but in the process, to free the universe of this ganster slug - this was a prospect that tinted Luke's purpose with an ever-so-slightly dark satisfaction.

[Leia is captured by Jabba.] But there were worse things, and in any case, this wouldn't last.
The worse things she knew well. Her standard of comparison was the night she'd been tortured by Darth Vader. She's been almost broken.

Yet Leia's hold was not merely physical. She closed her eyes, closed out the pain in her hands, focused all of her life-force - and all it was able to channel - into squeezing the breath from the horried creature.

Yoda stood still smiling inside, his small green hand clutching his walking stick for support.

Ben continued his narrative. "When your father left, he didn't know your mother was pregnant. Your mother and I knew he would find out eventually, but we wanted to keep you both as safe as possible, for as long as possible. So I took you to live with my brother Owen, on Tatooine ... and your mother took Leia to live as the daughter of Senator Organa, on Alderaan."

"Leia!" Luke and Han shouted together.
"Rahrhah!"
"Boo dEEdwee!"
"Your Highness!"

[Paploo the ewok steals a bike from the stormtroopers to draw them off.] He was going farily low velocity for what the bike could do - but in Ewok-time, Paploo was absolutely dizzy with speed and extiement. It was terrifying; but he loved it. He would talk about this ride until the end of his life, and then his children would tell their children, and it would get faster with each generation.

With a last, heartfelt smile, he whspiered, "I love you."
"I know," she answered simply.