It’s not fair, he thought, as he had thought since the wall came into being.
I’m going to miss this ship. She went before her time.
FELLINI: I am going to lock you up for two hundred years.
KIRK: That ought to be just about right.
Virtually every cell in his body have been altered.
You mean your people are going to invade… Cleveland?
Humans of the twentieth century do not go beaming around the galaxy, Mister Seven.
“Well… there’s no need to be, uh, embarrassed about it, Mr. Spock. It happens to the birds and the bees.”
“The birds and the bees are not Vulcans, Captain.”
I will kiss you.
No.
You, you will not?
It is illogical.
[zappp…]
What’s a knock-out like you doing in a computer-generated gin joint like this?
Live long and prosper, Mister Seven.
Death is that state where one lives only in the memory of others, which is why it is not an end. No goodbyes—just good memories.
To be, or not. … to be
She brought me closer to humanity than I ever thought possible, and for a time…I was tempted by her offer.
Organic minds are such fragile things. How could you forget me so quickly? We were very close, you and I. You can still hear our song.
Oh, I am sorry, Doctor. Were we having fun?
GOD, I liked him better before he DIED!
What does God need with a starship?
As appealing as that sounds, I’m a doctor, not a dragonslayer.
We’re Starfleet officers. Weird is part of the job.
You know if Spock were here, he’d say I was an irrational, illogical human being for going on a mission like that. [pause] Sounds like fun!