“YODA: Now…the stone. Feel it. Luke concentrates on trying to lift the top rock. It rises a few feet, shaking under the strain. But, distracted by Artoo’s frantic beeping, Luke loses his balance and finally collapses. Yoda jumps clear. YODA: Concentrate! LUKE: Oh, no. We’ll never get it out now. YODA: So certain are you. … Continue reading Dichotomy in language: the nought of ‘love’