Geordi La Forge

"You know, I've always thought technology could solve almost any problem. It enhances the quality of our lives, lets us travel across the galaxy, even gave me my vision. But sometimes you just have to turn it all off."

"And they let you live?"

"Of course they let me live! What kind of question is that?"

"How long has the bird been dead? It appears to have been lying in the sun for quite some time."

"It's not dead, it's been replicated. You do understand that we cook most of our foods?"

"Ah, yes... I was told to prepare for that. I shall try some of your burned replicated bird meat."

"Maybe I'm not make myself clear, Guinan. Barclay, well, he's always late. The man's nervous. Nobody wants to be around this guy."

"If I felt that nobody wanted to be around me, I'd probably be late and nervous too."

"Guinan, that's not the point!"

"Are you sure?"

"Being afraid all the time, of forgetting somebody's name, not knowing what to do with your hands. I mean, I'm the guy who writes down things to remember to say when there's a party. And then when he finally get there, he winds up alone in the corner trying to look comfortable examining a potted plant."

"You're just shy, Barclay!"

"Just shy. Sounds like nothing serious, doesn't it? You can't know."

"What can I say? To us it's a slime pit, but to them it's home."

"There's theory and then there's application. They don't always jibe."

"Computer, remove La Forge."

"That man's in a lot of trouble."

"Welcome, Mr. La Forge. We've waited a long time to meet you."

"I can tell you've gone to a lot of trouble!"

"Who is that man sitting over there?"

"That's Chief O'Brien."

"How long has he served with you?"

"Almost four years."

"I want you to kill him."

"OK."

"Who gave them the right to decide whether or not I should be here? Whether or not I might have something to contribute?"

"He's not what I expected, Captain. He's got feelings. He's homesick. I don't know. It just doesn't seem right using him this way."

"Centuries ago, when laboratory animals were used for experiments, scientists would sometimes become attached to the creatures. This would a problem if the experiment involved killing them. I would suggest that you unattach yourself from the Borg, Mister La Forge."

"But my uniform, my VISOR... are you saying I'm some blind ghost with clothes?"

"Reg, transporting really is the safest way to travel."

"What are you doing, Commander?"

"That may not be Lieutenant Uhnari."

"Data, I wouldn't be very much of a friend if I let you give up on a lifelong dream, now would I? Maybe... someday, when you're ready."

"I decided I missed my favorite son."

"Your only son, Ma."

"Geordi? I'm very sorry that you didn't find your mother."

"Thank you, sir. You know, it's funny. When I was down there, it was so real. I felt like I had a chance to say goodbye."

"It would take them at least 14 hours to reach that position."

"We could be there in five."

"Make it so."

"Finally."

"Why is Spot under the bed?"

"Probably because she knows if I catch her, I'm going to kill her."

"Half the time, I didn't know if she was going to lick me or scratch my face off."

"How about a phaser? A low stun setting at just the right moment might do the trick..."

"Geordi, I cannot stun my cat."

"You know, Geordi, I spent the better part of my life exploring space. I've charted new worlds, I've met dozens of new species, and I believe that these were all valuable ends in themselves. Now it seems that... all this while, I was... helping to damage the thing that I hold most dear."

"It won't turn out that way, Captain. We still have time to make it better."

"Geordi, would you agree that the instinct for self-preservation is shared by most lifeforms?"

"I'd say it's probably the most basic instinct, Data."

"Hmm. That being the case, I find it difficult to understand why someone would deliberately terminate their own existence."

"Ziyal, what your father wants from me is forgiveness. That's one thing I can never give him."