“Begging your pardon, sir, but you’re crazy enough to be a Wraith.""Until you’ve crewed with me for a few years, kid, you have no idea what ‘crazy’ means.”

“Rogue Squadron doesn’t run. Unless we really, really have to.""No, this will be Wraith Squadron’s mission.""We don’t mind running. Even when we don’t have to.”

“Welcome aboard Mon Remonda. Let’s get the rest of your pilots in... so I can get out of this torture suit.""But, sir, I was just going to say how smart you looked in your uniform. I think we ought to stay here, in uniform, a couple of hours so the holographers can capture the image. You know, for the historians.""Wedge, I think I’m going to have you killed.""Yes, sir. I trust you’ll wear your dress uniform for an event like that.”

“I have to say, this sounds like the worst idea in a thousand generations of bad ideas.""You haven't heard all our ideas."Luke & Bhindi Drayson”

“A green X-wing closed in tighter to the formation. "Yes, sir." Though distorted by the comm system, the voice sounded indulgent rather than military."That's 'Yes, Wedge' until we're formally returned to duty." The commander smiled. "Or perhaps, 'Yes, Exalted One.' Or 'Yes, O envy of all Corellia.' Or-”

“Mission One is the meeting with Zsinj. Face commands and has chosen Dia and Kell to accompany him. This is all intelligence gathering, very delicate, which is why the crew is full of deadly killers.”

“Now, you should admit it: you are here engaged in some military action directed against the Yuuzhan Vong, knowing full well that any action you take could embroil the people of this peaceful world in your destructive war.""Isn't destructive war kind of redundant? Until I see a constructive war, or even a giggly war, I have to think so."Mudlath & Han”