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"Safe inside the culvert, Frightful panted from fright, then quickly became calm. Bird emotions are intense but short."

"So I sat tight, and shivered and shook and now I am able to say – I cried a little tiny bit.
Fortunately, the sun has a wonderfully glorious habit of rising every morning."

"So I sat tight, and shivered and shook and now I am able to say – I cried a little tiny bit.
Fortunately, the sun has a wonderfully glorious habit of rising every morning."

This has got to be Archie's best taunt yet:

"When I marry her, I guess it will be unavoidable for me to call you Dad."

"Archie, I swear by all-"

"And I would be your heir in case you die. I would be the beneficiary on your life insurance. We could play in father and son golf tournaments...."

"I have to be careful. I kissed a girl once in the subway and when she came to she was on top of the Empire State Building. She had floated out through a grating and right on up."

"If it were not for the forces of law and order, we should probably have battle-axe-wielding villains bursting in upon us two or three times a week. Our modern life may seem one of civility and relative peace, but it often strikes me as but a fragile shell, beneath which the urge to evil-doing is as strong as ever." - Holmes (The Adventure of the XYZ club.)

“It’s partly that, but also” Mhevet put the book back down on his desk. “I don’t really read much fiction.” He fell back in his seat. “I don’t understand the appeal—all those made-up places and people. There are enough real places and people in the universe...”
Garak was shaking his head. “I didn’t know you felt that way,” he said, his voice mournful. “I would never have promoted you if I’d known you felt that way.”

The silence that followed was freighted with the promise of bad decisions to come.

“That’s actually not a bad idea,” Bashir said, his manner distant, as if he were lost in thought. “Not bad at all.”

“I feel compelled to disagree,” Data said.

"My dear Nerys,

You’ll recall that [in my previous letter] I speculated about encountering illicit activity in my search for Quark. Well, I’ve encountered a body. No, it’s not Quark’s body. I couldn’t be that lucky..."

A letter from Odo to Kira.

"Quark was alone with the woman he loved—a Starfleet captain—on a quest for latinum. It seemed like a fantasy. If this is a dream, Quark thought, I don’t want to wake up."

The very exciting end of part one is quickly ruined in part two, unfortunately.

Roughly a quarter into this and I'm thinking this is the best Five story that I've read in the series so far.

"I refuse to die on this ship."
"That's the spirit!"

"remember that a closed system is a closed system even when you can’t see the edges."

"Thinking was weird, too. He could think about what he was thinking about. Did that mean that there was a separate part of him? A thinking part and a . . . thinking thinking part?"

"What was better – a constant safeness that never grew and never changed, or a life of reaching, building, striving, even though you knew you’d never be completely satisfied?"

"If you were okay with eating something, you had to be okay with it being dead."

"Life is terrifying. None of us have a rule book. None of us know what we’re doing here. So, the easiest way to stare reality in the face and not utterly lose your shit is to believe that you have control over it."

"We live in a society, Sidra. Societies have rules."
"You break rules all the time."
"I break laws. That’s different."

"Sidra had decided forty-six minutes prior that she liked alcohol... [] ...She wasn’t sure how much she enjoyed alcohol’s effect on other sapients, though."

"Even without a face, it was real easy to tell that she was angry. So, so angry."

"I don’t pretend to understand. Frankly, I find the whole notion absurd. But you know what I realised? It doesn’t matter what I think. Jenks thinks something different, and his pain is very real right now. Me knowing how stupid this whole thing is doesn’t make him hurt any less."

"Stop trying to not be scared. I’m scared, Sissix is scared, Ashby is scared. And that’s good. Scared means we want to live. Okay? So be scared."

‘Good day,’ the new Sianat said. Their accent was thick as fuel. Ashby noticed that this one did have filed teeth. ‘My name is Mas. Forgive my words, my Klip is old.’

I was wondering whether Mas (the main character from 'A Good Heretic' - #0.5) would show up in this story.

"Humans' preoccupation with 'being happy' was something he had never been able to figure out. No sapient could sustain happiness all of the time, just as no one could live permanently within anger, or boredom, or grief."

"The death of a child about to feather, yes, that was sad. But a real tragedy was the loss of an adult with friends and lovers and family. The idea that a loss of potential was somehow worse than a loss of achievement and knowledge was something she had never been able to wrap her brain around."

"Fear. Such a throwback emotion, meant to spur primitive lifeforms away from potential predators. Life’s universal constant. Every fear of rejection, of criticism, of failure, of loss – these were all caused by that same archaic survival reflex. Ohan knew that their own fear of death was nothing more than some primitive synapses firing within their Host’s brain."