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A Romulan will scheme for ten years to have you bring them a cup of water, but never once admit that they are thirsty.
If we’re going to be damned, let’s be damned for what we really are.
Our first, best impulse should always be to hold out the hand of friendship. Not close our doors and bar the gates.”
Starship warp drives were intricate and complex systems that operated at a level where the laws of physics became fluid and malleable. Devices built to project into the fringes of spacetime, where dimensional membranes were at their thinnest, where energies of catastrophic scale collided, barely held these forces in check so that star-faring races could travel across the void in days rather than millennia. So when those systems malfunctioned, it was rarely without ruinous results. Ships could be consumed whole in matter-antimatter reactions, dragged across event horizons into lethal subspace
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Communication is the root of harmony.”
“Do you know what the Klingons said when we put out our call for help?” The commander answered his own question. “The high chancellor’s reply was three words: ‘Die well, Romulans.’ In their own way, that was a gesture of respect. But respect will not save lives.”
The problem with adults, Thad told himself, is that when they tell you they’re listening to you, they’re really only listening to themselves.
The reality of living a Romulan life, reflected Helek, was that one was predisposed to believing all those around you were hiding dark secrets. Because they always are.
On the screen, Helek saw bright flashes of yellow-crimson fire gather at the ends of the Titan’s phaser collimator ring and race together. Where they met, a lance of light burst forth, seeking the warbird.
Veyen and the other members who lived among you have all reported the same change sweeping through the worlds of the Federation. A shift away from the openness of the past, toward a hawkish and isolationist mindset.” “It will change,” insisted Troi. “Right now, people are afraid. When that happens, they cleave to the simple answers, to the things that will make them feel safer. But give us time. The pendulum will swing back the other way. I believe that in my heart.”
It would be easy to succumb to bleaker thoughts, to consider every action too small to matter in the face of something immeasurable. But the truth was, every tiny moment of selflessness, every iota of effort put toward something better, was a grain of light in an ocean of darkness.
