Judging by the pollution content of the atmosphere, I believe we have arrived at the late twentieth century.

Whatever we are we belong together. Wherever we are, we will find each other. Whoever we are we are forever one.

Spock is definitely one of my best friends. When I put on those ears, it's not like just another day. When I become Spock, that day becomes something special.

Hello, I'm Leonard Nimoy. The following tale of alien encounters is true. By true I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies and in the end, isn't that the truth? The answer is no.

After a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing after all as wanting. It is not logical, but is often true.

Judging by the pollution content of the atmosphere, I believe we have arrived at the late twentieth century.

Art, if it is successful, needs no explanation.