“Brain” and “brain,” what is “brain”?!?
[decon scene, slathering goo]
Kirk: The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Spock: An Arabic proverb attributed to a prince who was betrayed and decapitated by his own subjects.
Kirk: Well, still, it’s a hell of a quote.
My oath of celibacy is on record, Captain. May I take my post?
Bring forth the* Lirpa*!
I can forgive such an outburst only once!
I have had… enough… of YOU!
Excuse me, sir. Have you seen a rather large white rabbit with a yellow waistcoat and white gloves here about?
Combat will continue with the an-wou!
Anyhow, I don’t know what you’re so mad about. It isn’t every first officer who gets to belt his captain… several times.
What have I done?
Oddly enough, said in several places, but I was doing ST-III:TSFS
I suppose it could be a particle of preanimate matter caught in the matrix.
AMANDA: Logic, logic! I’m sick to death of logic. Do you want to know how I feel about your logic?
SPOCK: Emotional, isn’t she?
SAREK: She has always been that way.
SPOCK: Indeed? Why did you marry her?
SAREK: At the time, it seemed the logical thing to do.
Now can you cry like Lincoln?
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
Help me, Kirk!
We must drink. This is tranya. I hope you relish it as much as I.
I believe that was “rule in Hell.”
He doesn’t know his Milton, just like Scotty. 
Oh, shiiiiitttt…