"I want Ciyagi back," Grace answered calmly. "And if I have to help in getting him, I will." She told him.
Ciyagi kept moving, around and around, as he snickered to himself. "Ciyagi is here, right here, are you blind?"
He snickered once more, changing the direction in which he moved. "And if he were gone, then how would you get him back?" He asked, cocking his head to the side like a curious animal.
"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)