Character: Spock. Page 2

Widget has the knowledge of this entire universe. And yet, with all its pure logic, Widget empty, cold. No mystery, no beauty. This easy feeling *squeezes Jim's arm* the comprehension of Vigera. It makes no sense. There is no hope. Jim... no answers. He asks questions: "is this it? All that I am? What, nothing else?"

- Looks like the deck is covered with ice.
- Yeah, and she was nearly covered us.

Have you ever paid attention to anything other than statistics, Vulcan?
Yes. But poetry and philosophy are useless.

Nothing, no form of life could not survive for three hundred million years!
- Not exactly, Mr. Scott. No known form of life.

We must recognize once and for all that the purpose of diplomacy is to prolong a crisis.

- I love it. And I have to kill him!
She seems to have found a reliable way to ensure the loyalty of the men. Interesting.

Computers are more efficient than humans, but not better.

The ship is kept including loyalty to one person. It does not replace... and to him.

Computers are excellent servants, but I don't want to serve under them.

- Dying soul along with the others... do you give us such a wish?
Then your history would be less bloody.

- Spock, I don't know too much about tribbles, but I have found one thing.
- What, doctor?
- I like them... more than you.

- I'd like to quote the Statute, but I think you'll ignore.
See, we already understand each other.

- You failed to comprehend the purpose of the test.
- Enlighten me again?
- To introduce students with fear. With the fear of permanent death. To accept that fear and maintain control of oneself and one's crew. This is a quality expected in every Starfleet captain.

- Is the test - not cheating? Your program is impossible to beat!
- You rule out scenarios in which victory is impossible.
- In any scenario, victory is possible.