Desperate Hours Quotes

“I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself.”
― D.H. Lawrence, Desperate Hours

“Don’t tell me,” Burnham cut in. “It’s fascinating.” Spock said nothing in response, but he could not help but appear mildly put out.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“But until today, I’d thought I was Sarek’s greatest disappointment.” “Unlikely,” Spock said. “I am quite certain he has reserved that distinction for me.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“You would elevate tradition and societal approval over the expansion of knowledge. If anything deserves to be called ‘illogical,’ it is that.”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“He raised his right hand to her in the classic Vulcan salute. “Live long and prosper, Michael Burnham.” She returned the salute and felt for a moment as if she had found the brother she had never known she had always wanted. “Peace and long life, Spock.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Pick up your feet, Mister Saru,” Burnham said as she and Gant headed to the turbolift. “Time, tide, and transporters wait for no one.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Regret, by definition, always comes too late.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Understood. If I have to, I’ll go up its afterburner with an electron microscope.” “Thank you, Commander. I’m sure that mental image won’t haunt me for days to come. Bridge out.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“it’s one thing to accept the fragility of a single life, or even a handful of lives. It’s something else to think about losing a whole planet.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“The first thing that every Kelpien learned was that the essential nature of life and the universe is impermanence: everything changes, and everything ends. Trying to resist that truth is the root of all suffering”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“entropy”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“The two women carried a stretcher, on which was sprawled a civilian man whose face was a swollen mass of blue and purple over broken teeth stained with blood. “Whoa, what the hell happened to HIM?”
“When the colonists surrendered, one of the hostages went off on him.”
Pike looked shocked. “One of our medics did that?”
“A dentist, actually.”
“Oh. That makes sense.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Greg, I’m sorry, but you’re not on the roster this time.”
“I’m NEVER on the roster. That’s what I’m trying to tell you! Three years I’ve been on this ship, and now once have I ever been on a landing party.”
“Of course you haven’t,” “Dr. Nambue said. “You’re a DENTIST.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“It took Saru a moment to realize he had been insulted twice in a matter of seconds. He clenched his fists and trembled like some overly anxious breed of small dog.”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“An ‘appeal to authority’ is a form of logical fallacy,”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“Bad enough to damage a world out of ignorance. But to do it willfully, in spite of knowing the truth . . . that’s a breed of selfishness I just can’t understand.”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“That’s why each of you wears a uniform. It’s more than just a piece of clothing. It has to be earned. To wear it is to tell the universe that you are part of something greater than yourself. The reason we all wear the same uniform is to remind us that we’ve all sworn to put aside our egos—our wants, our needs, our personal beliefs—and faithfully carry out all lawful orders given to us, no matter how terrible they might be. That is the burden we all vowed to accept.”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“Time seemed to slow as Chandra made a gut-twisting turn coupled with acceleration and a barrel roll, and guided the shuttle through a ragged gap in the rig’s broken superstructure, like a fragile thread passing through a needle made of death.”
― David Mack, Star Trek: Discovery: Desperate Hours

“Spock! Do you have a plan?”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Never a dull day in Starfleet.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Fire at will! And for the love of the Great Bird of the Galaxy, hit something!”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Of course, there are numerous variables to consider before we can make effective use of this clue. We need to construct a virtual model of the galaxy as it existed approximately nine million years ago. We’ll need to account for stars that have gone supernova in the past nine million years, and rule out those that have formed after that period. We’ll also have to correct for the movement of this star system as it orbited the galactic center and chart its drift away from the galactic plane. Then, using its position as a center point, we’ll have to search for constellation patterns that would have been visible to the naked eye from this world at that time, and then compare any likely matches against known entities in the Federation Galactic Catalog.”
If that list of action items intimidated Troke, he didn’t let it show. Instead he smiled and said, “I’ll have it ready for you in ten minutes, sir.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“How do you want to play it, Captain? Slow and steady, or shock and awe?”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Engineering, this is ops! Status report!”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Confirmed,” the computer replied in a masculine voice with a dry London accent.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Nature abhors a vacuum. Apparently, so does Starfleet Command.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“You seem . . . I don’t know. Older? No—calmer than you did before.” She tilted her head as she continued to study him and collect her thoughts. “You present yourself in a way that feels more centered. Better balanced.” Her smile broadened to a grin. “You have gravitas now.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“I-Chaya is dying. Burnham has just returned with a healer from a nearby village. The healer has examined I-Chaya and made his prognosis. All his medicine can do now is prolong I-Chaya’s suffering. It would be unseemly for Burnham to cry. She is Vulcan. “Release him,” she tells the healer. “It is fitting he dies with peace and dignity.” As the healer prepares his hypospray, Burnham’s adult cousin Selek watches while she whispers her farewell to I-Chaya, with her thanks for his courage, his loyalty, and his sacrifice.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“Apart from live performance, vinyl analog recordings were Georgiou’s favorite way to enjoy music. Rich, warm, and so eerily present—that was the enduring appeal of analog media, the bizarre magic that gave them such cachet”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours

“She reminded him of the small team of Starfleet officers who had rescued him from certain death on his homeworld many years earlier. They, too, had given off the vibe of “evolved beings,” a quality of their essential nature that had made them fascinating to him: sentient creatures who possessed the attributes of an apex predator, but also the empathy and compassion of a fellow prey animal.”
― David Mack, Desperate Hours