Kylo Quotes

It's a good thing Jack was no longer in my hands, because I would've pulled a full-on Kylo Ren temper tantrum.

Snoke's escape shuttle is gone," the general replied. Kylo considered that. Rey had recovered first. She must have realized he was at her mercy, yet she'd left him alive. Almost as if she cared for him.

Ben Solo had sought to abandon everything he had been, even casting aside his name. But Luke sensed that Kylo Ren was just a shell around the same broken boy he had tried so hard to reach.

While she does like boys, she generally finds the traits of a compelling villain—arrogance, malice, an angsty backstory—tedious in a man. Like, what do hot guys with long dark hair even have to be that upset about? Get a clarifying shampoo and suck it up, Kylo Ren. So your rich parents sent you to magic camp and you didn’t make any friends. Big deal.

Get a clarifying shampoo and suck it up, Kylo Ren.

The moment Rey reached her hut she had felt him near her, in the Force. The connection between them was so raw and powerful that it reminded her of touching a live wire in the wreckage of a starship. She had closed her eyes, opened them, and found Kylo Ren there--right next to her where she sat on the stone bench. As if she could actually reach out and touch his hand, his face, his hair. At the sight of him she'd felt relief surge through her.

I know everything I need to know about you," she countered, taken aback. "You do?" he asked, and peered at her, eyes intent. "You do, You have that look in your eyes from the forest, when you called me a monster." He came within a meter or two of Rey, and she wondered what would happen if she refused to move and they intersected. Would she find herself in his mind again, and have to endure his presence in hers? Could they actually touch, across a galaxy? "You are a monster," Rey said, remembering the terror of her paralysis on Takodana. She stared back at him -- and found his. eyes full of hurt. Hurt -- and conflict. "Yes, I am," Kylo said, and there was no menace in his voice -- only misery.

Kylo Ren knew who was in the escape pod even before it opened with a hiss of vapor---her presence had been a steady pulse from the Force the moment his junk-heap freighter once again somehow heaved itself out of hyperspace without disintegrating. The stormtroopers behind him stood ready, but he just smiled at the sight of Rey crammed into the pod's tight confines.

Leia studied her face. The girl was close, so close to something big. Bigger than Leia, maybe even Luke, if that was possible. But Leia knew that she wasn't the one to ultimately get here there, that would be someone else.

I turn just as Aithinne leaps from a rock that juts out under the cliff. She lands with a soft thud, looking very pleased with herself. Her clothes are sopping wet, hair dripping, every inch of her covered in sand. And she doesn’t seem to mind one bit. Aithinne makes her way across the larger beach rocks toward us, her movements graceful. “You both look miserable.” “I’m cold and wet,” I say. “I feel wretched, and my blunderbuss is probably destroyed from the swim. No need to state the obvious.” She glances at her brother. “And I suppose your face is just stuck that way?” Kiaran pushes to his feet and I do the same. “What you see is the incessant, grave look of someone in possession of a sibling.” “Ha ha.” Aithinne focuses her attention on me, tilting her head. “You know, I had a kyloe look at me exactly like that once. His hair was a similar color and everything.” I glare at her. “You did not just compare me to a cow.” “No, no. I compared your expression to one. Cows truly are majestic creatures, aren’t they

His smile faded at the sight of his uncles lightsaber. “i’ll take that” he said. “It belongs to me”… “Strange, then, that it called to me at the castle” Rey said, studying the ancient weapon almost idly before snapping her gaze back to Kylo. “And not to you”. The corner of Kylo’s mouth twitched in the beginning of a smile, and he inclined his head at the soldiers filling the hangar. “You’re in no position to dictate” —

For a moment Kylo let himself recall his parents’ worried conversations behind closed doors, the ones they’d deluded themselves into thinking he wouldn’t know about. Conversations about the anger and resentment that had boiled over once again in their son. Conversations in which they talked about him like he wasn’t their son, but some kind of monster.

Armitage has to get ready. Kylo Ren doesn’t like to wait.

Co-dependency is driven by the agreement that I will work harder on your problem and your life than you do. This is not love ~ Kylo

Like what do hot guys with long dark hair even have to be that upset about? Get a clarifying shampoo and suck it up, Kylo Ren. So your rich parents sent you to magic camp and you didn't make any friends. Big deal.

Kylo had rummaged through these hopes and fears, things he had no right to. But as he searched, something had changed. Even as he callously rifled through her mind, he had somehow revealed his own. Rey found herself in his mind even as he invaded hers. She felt his rage, like a ruinous storm that filled his head, and his hatred, and his lust to dominate and humiliate those who wronged him. But she also felt his hurt, and his loneliness. And his fear -- that he would never prove as strong as Darth Vader, the ghost who haunted his dreams. Kylo had retreated at finding Rey in his head -- had practically fled from her. But that had not been the end of that strange, sudden connection. She had seen more -- far more. Somehow, almost instinctually, she knew how he accessed some of the powers at his command -- even though she didn't understand them. It was as if his training had become hers, unlocking and flinging open door after door in her mind. But now Rey couldn't shut those doors -- and she feared what had been set loose. Kylo had urged her to let him be her teacher -- had pleaded with her, almost.

Rey Helped The Last Resistance Member on Board The Falcon and Turned, She Felt Her Connection to Kylo Ren Again, Felt Him Still Calling To Her. But She Didn't Heed it. She Closed The Ramp of The Falcon and Closed Herself Off from Kylo Ren

„REY I’d rather not be in thy presence now. KYLO Yea, also could I say the same to thee. REY [aside:] How shall I speak to this deshirted man And hope to focus on the conversation? [To Kylo:] Say, wherefore didst thou hate thy father kind? Hast thou no cloak or towel thou canst use? [Kylo dons his doublet.

Forgive me. I feel it again. The pull to the light. The Supreme Leader senses it. Show me again the power of the darkness, and I will let nothing stand in our way.

His apprentice had barely moved since delivering Rey, but his emotions had been simmering when he arrived, and begun to boil when Snoke revealed that he was the creator of Kylo's mysterious connection with Rey. Or at least they had boiled until a moment ago. Then the tumult had ceased, replaced by an eerie calm and focus. Snoke had been surprised, but pleased. Master and apprentice had work ahead of them, and Kylo -- that endlessly conflicted mixture of light and dark -- had finally found himself.

Rey had Begged The Vision to Reveal her parents, and 2 dark shadows had approached the mirror and merged into one figure, which matched it's hand to hers. but when the frost over the glass cleared. She saw only... herself. "i thought i'd find answers here" She said, forlorn I Was Wrong" 'I'd never felt so alone". 'you're not alone" Kylo whispered. "neither are you" She told Him, 'it isn't too late". She held out a hand and he removed his glove and reached for her. their fingers's touched and a Tear Slipped down Rey's cheek. just then, Luke burst through the door of her hut, Saw the Force Vision of Kylo and Yelled 'Stop"!!!

Rey found herself in his mind even as he invaded hers. She felt his rage, like a ruinous storm that filled his head, and his hatred, and his lust to dominate and humiliate those who had wronged him. But she also felt his hurt, and his loneliness. And his fear - that he would never prove as strong as Darth Vader, the ghost who haunted his dreams

Let the past die. Kill it, if you have to.

Entering the room, Kylo Ren moved to join them. “Finding the flaw in your training methods won’t help recover the droid.” Although his mask concealed his facial expression, the rage simmering below his calm demeanor was almost palpable. “And yet, there are larger concerns,” Hux insisted. It was evident from both Hux’s tone and body language that he held no love for the newcomer. The feeling was mutual; neither took pains to hide his contempt.

I personally think this was his play all along and we could have avoided this entirely if Ian had simply let the man in a training class.” “You know how I feel about douchebag names.” Big Tag shook his head. A groan came from Chef’s mouth. “He has a list.” “Arlo, Milo, Kylo,” Big Tag began. “Basically all the o’s. Except dildo. If someone is named Dildo, I’ll totally let them in. Ephram, Jeremiah. Basically anyone who sounds like they do civil war reenactments on weekends. Then you’ve got the moneybags. Chet, Thad, Brock. Oh, and anyone named Chazz. If you sound like you belong on a reality dating show, you’re out.” “Because Seth doesn’t rank on any of those lists,” Chef shot back. Big Tag shrugged. “Not my call. Charlie shot down John Wayne Taggart. Apparently when you shove a ten-pound baby out your hoo haw, you get naming rights.

Stunned by his own action, Kylo Ren fell to his knees. Following through on the act ought to have made him stronger, a part of him believed. Instead, he found himself weakened.

Poe readied himself. "The Resistance will not be intimidated by you." "As you wish, then. There is no 'Resistance' in this room. Only the pilot Poe Dameron. And I.

Yes, Oscar Isaac’s Poe Dameron is flying his X-wing in formation with the rest of his squad, but life in those cockpits can be solitary. These new ships don’t even appear to include the R2-D2-style astromech robots the previous models used as co-pilots. Even BB-8, the adorable ball droid, is rolling across the desert on its own. Then there is Kylo Ren, the mysterious cloaked figure staggering through the woods on a snowy evening before igniting his fiery three-pronged lightsaber. Clearly a villain and identified in the trailer as standing for “the dark side” in this new awakening, he is possibly the shadow version of Luke

The black mask, with its slittled forehead and thick, snoutlike breathing apparatus, covered the face of the man he knew as Kylo Ren. Once, he had known the face behind the mask. Once, he has known the man himself. Now, to Lor San Tekka, only the mask was left. Metal instead of a man.

You will leave Starkiller at once and come to me with Kylo Ren. Leave immediately.” He added grimly, “It appears that he may have been right about the girl.

Kylo, you're crazy. You've got to be kidding! A three-bladed lightsaber Helps do your bidding? Come now, be civil; Have one blade or two. Three is just cocky. We all know it's true.

I liked to think of as their soul, spreading into their necks and up into their faces like veins beneath the surface. Lucien was red. Elwin was green. Kylo was blue.

With a deep sigh, she murmured almost wistfully, “Lucien. Elwin. Kylo. At least I know you’ll always be there for me, even if it isn’t real. Thank you for never letting me down.” My brothers turned to look at me simultaneously at her words, so many unanswered questions forming in our minds. Even if it isn’t real?

Why would you choose Vader when Kylo Ren is right there?

There’s hope. There is always hope. You can start from wherever you are. No path is forever.

An intricate Rey costume from The Last Jedi for her, with a set of Kylo Ren robes for me.

O, hope fulfill’d! O, unexpected Force! Come, Kylo Ren, and feel the light of Rey.

Kylo really hated that ship.

Kylo Ren feels like he hasn’t arrived. Even as he becomes supreme leader, he is wanting. It’s like anyone you know who thinks that, when he arrives where he’s going, he will feel fulfilled. For Kylo, the hole only gets bigger.” -

—Let the past lie dead. Yes, kill it if thou must. ’Tis how thou shalt Become what thou art meant, by Fate, to be-Kylo Ren The past is not dead. ’Tis not even past.-Rey

Let The Past Die. Kill It If You Have To. It's The Only Way To Become What You Were Meant To Be.

By the grace of your training, I will not be seduced.

Halting an arm's length away, he studied her face from behind his mask. When he finally spoke, he sounded at once impressed and surprised. "You would kill me. Knowing nothing about me." Finding that her mouth and lips worked, she replied defiantly. "Why wouldn't I kill you? I know about the First Order.

You've been so lonely," he murmured as he searched for what he needed. "So afraid to leave." A thin smile crossed his face. "At night, desperate to sleep, you'd imagine an ocean. I can see it . . . I can see the island.

Where Kylo Ren and his sorcery had failed, Hux and his technological prowess would triumph.

Incompetence beyond imagining! O, fie, that I this madness must endure— A fico for thine errant, bumbling face!

Luke Skywalker is dead, passing on his knowledge and the mantle of the last Jedi to Rey. The Resistance has been all but wiped out; Snoke is gone; and Kylo Ren — now Supreme Leader Ren — is more broken than ever, Driven by conflict through the unlikely bond that he forged with Rey.

But no one here understands…except Kylo Ren. If the son of Han and Leia can be turned, can’t any of us?