Deanna Troi

"Sharing an orbit with God is no small experience."

"Confidence is faith in oneself. It can't easily be given by another."

"Respect is earned, not bestowed."

"I didn't want to frighten you."

"That's the problem with believing in a supernatural being... trying to determine what he wants."

" Have I mentioned how imaginative the Risian women are, sir?"

"Too often, Commander."

"He was at the university on Betazed when I studied psychology there."

"Oh, I see. He was a colleague of yours."

"No. He was a patient"

"Well, except for your friend Data. I like him. He's restful."

"I believe your impression of Data is probably unique."

"Can you imagine that dreadful little creature talking to me like that? Doesn't he realise that I am a daughter of the Fifth House of Betazed. Holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx?"

"The Sacred Chalice of Rixx is an old clay pot with mold growing inside it."

"You're probably not aware of this, but I have never been particularly comfortable around children."

"...really?"

"To admit that you're afraid gives you strength."

"Counselor Deanna Troi, personal log, stardate 44805.3. My mother is on board."

"I know you, Mother, and believe me... you will never be one of those who dies before they die."

"I never met a chocolate I didn't like."

"Poverty was eliminated on Earth a long time ago. And a lot of other things dissapeared with it; hopelessness, despair, cruelty..."

"I know, it sounds crazy, but…"

"It's not crazy at all. You are being taken apart molecule by molecule."

"In order to defeat your enemy, you must first understand them."

"You'll like this. The man got what was coming to him. When they knocked him down, one of them took out a weapon and fired. He was vaporized!"

"He's telling the truth."

"He's alright, he's only stunned."

"I must admit, I am experiencing a similar sensation."

"This is going to take a little time to explain."

"Sometimes a cake is just a cake."

"I wish you could have known her, Deanna. I wish you two could have grown up together."

"Tell me about her. I want to know everything."

"That was not a Klingon song!"

"It wasn't easy to translate. There doesn't seem to be a Klingon word for 'jolly'."

"I know Klingons like to be alone on their birthdays. You probably want to meditate, or hit yourself with a painstick, or something."

"You know, this is a much better way of communicating for you. It's far less confusing than the way you normally speak."

"Did you come here for something in particular, or just general Riker-bashing?"

"Congratulations, you passed."

"That's what this was all about, wasn't it – to see if I'd order someone to their death?"

"That's right…"

"I knew that was part of being in command, and I thought I'd prepared for it – but when the moment came, I hesitated…Maybe you were right, maybe I'm not cut out for this…"

"You did exactly what you had to do. You considered all your options, you tried every alternative, and then you made the hard choice."

"Well… if you'll excuse me, um… I have the bridge this watch."

"Counselor, have you been promoted in my absence?"

"That's right. Which means from now on you can call me 'sir.'"

"Yes, sir."

"He transformed into a spider… and now he's had a disease named after him."

"I think I'd better clear my calendar for the next few weeks."

"I should have done this a long time ago."

"You were always welcome."

"You cut out the venom sacks?"

"Nope, I left them all in so we can all spew black bile and die."

"I'm not as brave as I used to be, Jean-Luc."

"Then you're getting wiser."