Maybe we weren't meant for Paradise. Maybe we were meant to fight our
way through. Struggle. Claw our way up, scratch for every inch of the
way. Maybe we can't stroll to the music of the lutes. We must march
to the sound of drums.
-- Kirk, "This Side of Paradise," stardate 3417.7.
way through. Struggle. Claw our way up, scratch for every inch of the
way. Maybe we can't stroll to the music of the lutes. We must march
to the sound of drums.
-- Kirk, "This Side of Paradise," stardate 3417.7.
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