I should say the Organians are as far above us on the evolutionary scale as we are above the amoeba.
Thou art notified that thy kind hath infiltrated the galaxy too far already. Thou art ordered to return to thine own star system immediately.
I know this ship like the back of my hand—
The curtain, the curtain rises. It rises. There’s no time to sleep.
The cloud is alive.
Vulcans never bluff.
The Koingon Empire will never yield.
I bet you have an interesting story.
Oh, absolutely. I can tell you anything you want to know about medicine, biology, or tennis. Would you like to hear my opinion about the latest nelemite alloy racquet?
Human, play Dom-jot?
There are times when I envy you, Mr. Data.
Spock here, Captain.
“Standing by, Captain Kirk.”
“Captain Sulu! You realize that, by even talking to us, you’re violating regulations?”
“I’m sorry, captain, your message is breaking up.”
“Bless you, Sulu.”
To HELL with our orders.
Hailing frequencies open, sir.
It’s easy to become a god. The trick is staying a god.
Zeus, Hermes, Hera, Aphrodite. You were right. Athena, you were right. The time has passed. There is no room for gods. Forgive me, my old friends. Take me. Take me
"Father? My God, don’t do this to me!"
You see, there are millions upon millions of worlds in the universe, each one filled with too much of one thing and not enough of another. And the Great Continuum flows through them all, like a mighty river, from ‘have’ to ‘want’ and back again. And if we navigate the Continuum with skill and grace, our ship will be filled with everything our hearts desire.
Rapunki, when he joined the Seven… ah, sorry.