I killed them. I killed them all. They’re dead. Every single one of them. And not just the men, but the women and the children, too. They’re like animals, and I slaughtered them like animals! I HATE THEM!
Attachment is forbidden. Possession is forbidden. Compassion, which I would define as unconditional love, is central to a Jedi’s life.
If you spent as much time practicing your saber techniques as you do your wit, you would rival Master Yoda as a swordsman.