Sorry, yeah, Satan told me it's the day to copy out Sifo-Dyas's last words over Oba Diah from the novel Force Collector by Kevin Shinick and put it on tumblr: (just pulled out his relevant lines)
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He looked like a man who'd taken a beating, and he rocked back and forth in an effort to hold his footing. "This is Master Sifo-Dyas, en route to the desert moon that orbits Oba Diah. I'm with... with... Silman, flying emergency survival capsule number seven-seven-five-one-nine, and our long-range transmitter has been knocked out. We're under attack by the Pykes, and I'm preparing to jettison this projector in hopes that it will be found and -" Sifo-Dyas came back into focus. "And the truth is, we won't make it out of this alive." He looked exhausted and frightened but determined. "If that's the case, so be it. This is what it's come to - and I want... I want everyone to understand that I've done my best. Some may disagree with my methods, but these are desperate times and someone, somewhere should know: as you are aware, I've seen a vision of the future that I feel warrants an army. You've disagreed with me, but I felt I had no choice. Therefore I have ordered one: a clone army from the Kaminoans. Something must be done, and I made that decision. It may haunt me, and," --more static, garbled shouts from someone else in the shuttle-- "or then again, maybe I won't have to live with that decision very long at all." Then, to anyone who might find the message and hear it, or to the Jedi themselves, he added, "Come find me!"