famous michelangelo painting

"Not yet. One thing remains.Vader…Vader you must confront. Then, only then, a full Jedi you'll be. Andconfront him you will, sooner or later." Luke knew this would be his test, it could not be otherwise. Every quest had itfocus, and Vader was inextricably at the core of Luke's struggle. It was agonizingfor him to put the question to words; but after a long silence, he again spoke to the oldJedi. "Master Yoda—is Darth Vader my father?" Yoda's eyes filled with a weary compassion. This boy was not yet a mancomplete. A sad smile creased his face, he seemed almost to grow smaller in his bed."A rest I need. Yes. A rest." Luke stared at the dwindling teacher, trying to give the old one strength, just bythe force of his love and will. "Yoda, I must know," he whispered. "Your father he is," Yoda said simply. Luke closed his eyes, his mouth, his heart, to keep away the truth of what heknew was true. "Told you, did he?" Yoda asked.