I don't think you ever leave Star Trek for good.

If the prime directives were followed a little more accurately here on earth, I mean it sounds somewhat Pollyanna, but I think people would certainly get along better.

Someone once said "Don't try to be a great man. Just be a man, and let history make its own judgements."

I've always thought that we, as human beings, would be naive and arrogant to pretend that we're the only life form in the galaxy.

I'm sort of in for a penny, in for a pound with Star Trek, It's my life at this point. To deny it would just be foolish.

No, the type-casting didn't happen until after Star Trek. I don't think that you get typecast until you've been cast!

I think Star Trek has been very double-edged for all of us - as actors, writers, directors.

I think, frankly, that I'm a better director than I was an actor.

I think, unfortunately or fortunately, the reality of Hollywood is that if your movie makes money, they'll make another one.

Don't get me wrong-I'm very thankful for all the aliens I've met and loved.

One of my philosophies as a director is to listen to other people's great ideas because they'll help make you better.

Whether you agree with its policy or not, your dealing with government is not voluntary, but coercive. Government is the very antithesis of ‘free market’.

You're Professor Mills? The new one who teaches history?"As opposed to the old Professor Mills who preached overthrow of the government?

He best can paint them who shall feel them most.

The secret of the universe is this: The universe doesn't care. That part of the job is yours.

But oh! shipmates! on the starboard hand of every woe, there is a sure delight; and higher the top of that delight, than the bottom of the woe is deep.

Machines are neither Republicans nor Democrats and therefore can never be consciously or even unconsciously biased.

Simply put, I'm glad that manga as an expressive form is expanding.

Beauty is the product of the dominant ideology. (Thus when ideology changes, the ideal body follows.) We can see that in the history of art.

O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?