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The Joys Of Love Made Her Human And The Agonies Of Love Destroyed Her.
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The joys of love made her human and the agonies of love destroyed her.
-- Spock, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5842.8.
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he things love can drive a man to -- the ecstasies, the miseries, the broken rules, the desperate chances, the glorious failures and the glorious victories.
-- McCoy, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5843.7....
To be human is also to seek pleasure. To laugh -- to dance.
-- Flint, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5843.7....
To see her is to love her, And love but her foreve
For Nature made her what she is, And never made anither!...
Death, when unnecessary, is a tragic thing. -- Flint, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5843.7.
But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever.
For nature made her what she is, and ne'er made sic anither!...
What is loneliness? It is a thirst ... it is a flower, dying in a desert .
.. -- Reena Kapec and Flint, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5843.7...
Those pressures are everywhere -- in everyone, urging him to what you call "savagery.
The private hells -- the inner needs and mysteries -- the beast instinct....
he intellect is not all -- but its cultivation must come first, or the individual makes errors -- wastes time in unprofitable pursuits.
-- Flint, "Requiem for Methuselah," stardate 5843.7....
The girl who swears no one has ever made love to her has a right to swear. -- Sophia Lore