Last Shot Quotes

“The boy had seemed to light up the whole world when he'd first arrived: this simple, impossible sliver of hope amid so much death and destruction.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Ben nodded then opened a toothy grin of his own. “Unca Wanwo!”
“Hey, little starfighter,” Lando said.
“All right,” Leia said. “I’ll let you guys go. Be safe out there.” She blew Han a kiss and waved at the other two. “Say bye, Ben.”
“Come back, Dada,” Ben said, articulating each word carefully.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Names always matter," Maz said..."And yours is such a lonely one, when you think about it."
Han had, plenty, and now that familiar sorrow crept back over his heart, an eclipse on never-ending repeat.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Is this about love, El? Did you finally discover how droids can love and now you’ve got me chasing some handsome droid boy out into the far reaches of the galaxy?” “I’m curious why you presume the droid I am interested in would be a boy.” Lando slammed the steering panel in triumph.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot

“Maybe we’re our own makers, no matter who put the parts together.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“We thought Forever-Player Lando was bad. Head-Over-Heels Lando might be ten times worse.”
“Yikes. Hadn’t thought of that.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Han hated planning. He also hated preparing. But what he really hated above everything else, besides maybe the Empire itself, was meetings.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“And anyway,” L3 went on, “who is the Maker but our own selves, really? Sure, some guy in a factory probably pieced me together originally, and someone else programmed me, so to speak. But then the galaxy itself forged me into who I am. Because we learn, Lando. We’re programmed to learn. Which means we grow. We grow away from that singular moment of creation, become something new with each changing moment of our lives—yes, lives— and look at me: these parts” — she ran her hand along the mesh wiring and the rebranded astromech of her midsection—“I did this. So maybe when we say The Maker we’re referring to the whole galaxy, or maybe we just mean ourselves. Maybe we’re our own makers, no matter who put the parts together.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Just like an organic to be so binary in their logic. A thing can be a thing and also not a thing, you know.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“You have a strange relationship with this droid,” Prita pointed out.
“She has a strange relationship with herself,” Lando said. “I’m just along for the ride.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“A fast ship is only as fast as its captain,” Han countered.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“I mean, most people write all of us off. Droids. But especially me. I’m easy to write off, in a way.”
“El, no.”
She shushed him with a hand. “Don’t. I know who I am and that all my talk about droid rights and everything else makes people uncomfortable. The Maker didn’t put me in this galaxy to make organics feel good about themselves, though.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Every defeat was a victory if you survived and learned.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“She shushed him with a hand. “Don’t. I know who I am and that all my talk about droid rights and everything else makes people uncomfortable. The Maker didn’t put me in this galaxy to make organics feel good about themselves, though.”
“Well, that much is clear.”
“And I’m okay with that. When you know what you’re here to do, everything that’s not that matters much less.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“her whole body leaning into the rush of space around her. She raised one arm and immediately was tugged backward by the sheer press of their thundering velocity.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot

“Oh? And what does a droid know about love, El? Hm?”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“You never change.” Han rubbed a hand through his hair and pulled up closer to the table. “You really don’t.” Lando barked a laugh. “The Jawa calls the Ewok short! And anyway, I’ve changed quite a bit, thank you very much.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot

“Is this about love, El? Did you finally discover how droids can love and now you’ve got me chasing some handsome droid boy out into the far reaches of the galaxy?”
“I’m curious why you presume the droid I am interested in would be a boy.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Organics fumbled through existence and then failed. Millions and millions of them, over and over. They were, by any standard, the lesser beings in any equation. But they had the arrogance to enslave droids, harvest them for prosthetic parts, send them to fight their wars, where they were destroyed in droves with the flash of a cannon or saber. And for what?”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Chewbacca was thinking of the rustle of leaves as a forest gale swished through the wroshyr trees of Kashyyyk, the chirps and howls of the forest, the warmth of another Wookiee by his side. Family. “You’ll get back one day,” Han said quietly. Ever so slightly, Chewie nodded.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Fighters ahead,” Taka warned. “Look sharp.”
“I always look sharp,” Lando chuckled.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“The Falcon ready?” Sana asked.
“Always, sister. Always.”
“Are you, though?”
“Usually, sister. Usually.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“The unifying power of the original source of our new era flows through them, much like what many organics foolishly call”—he raised both hands, crooking all six fingers into crude quotation marks, and rolled his eyes—“ah, the Force!”
“Oh, that ol’ thing,” Lando said, shrugging.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Mmm,” Dirgeos hummed. “Allow yourself to give over to the sway of the galaxy, the endless circuitry and slow decline of flesh amid it. Give over.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“His mind inevitably spun toward thoughts of open space, the escalating tremble of a ship about to enter hyperspace, the thrill of flitting carefree from moon to moon. Everything had seemed so simple during those heady, breathless years of rebellion.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“If you don’t know, well, maybe one day ah—you will know, hm?”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot

“PANTS: DARK PURPLE WITH A gold stripe up either side. Pressed and creased sharply down the middle, of course. Subtly flared at the hems over shined and waxed narrow-tip dewback-skin boots, sloping inward and tight toward the top. Tight enough for a bulge and the insinuation of an ass.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“L3 shook her head. “Now is the only time. Right now.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“He pulled the accelerator and let the roaring engines fill him. Space awaited, that impossible vastness, as empty as his heart, where he could be perfectly free.”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel

“Then one day, lo! The Empire falls and the holos are all abuzz with chatter about the man who blew up the second Death Star. Who is this dashing mystery man? This rogue gambler turned baron administrator turned hero of the Rebellion?”
― Daniel José Older, Last Shot: A Han and Lando Novel