1) "What could be more dangerous than when I was almost crushed like a bug when I helped save Ken from the spider-mind and the steam demon on the train? Or when I was driving the truck and the two missiles from the bony almost got me? (Poor Dr. Ackerman called those things revenants. Boy, he sure came up with some weird names. He said all the creatures were like monsters from the id. I wonder what he meant.)"

2) "My parents took me to a horror film when I was only six, one of the dozens of movies about the Aztec mummy. The monster didn’t really frighten me; but the sight of young maidens being sacrificed by evil priests gave me nightmares for a week. Their idol looked like Moloch. As I grew older, I began seeking out the image of Moloch. I found it in the old silent German movie, Metropolis, and it showed up in a frightening picture about devil worship. But I’ll never forget how effectively it was used in the movie they used to make the transition from the old series, Star Trek Ten, to the new one, Star Trek: Exodus."

3) "ALBERT GALLATIN: I like being here. SANDERS: Albert? You don’t feel you’ve been sacrificed to Moloch? GALLATIN: The opposite. This is wonderful. It’s better than sex. SANDERS: Well, I’ll grant you it’s up there. HIDALGO: What do you think about that, Sergeant Taggart? TAGGART: About what, sir? HIDALGO: Do you think this disembodied condition is better than sex? TAGGART: Nothing is better than a clearly delineated chain of command, sir!"

4) "'How did it begin?' asked Arlene, suddenly as enthusiastic as Albert. 'You call them books,' said S&R. 'The Holy Tests.' 'Texts,' I did it again, almost unconsciously. 'Texts,' they said. I felt like giving them an A-plus. 'Books are twelve million years old. The Freds disagree with us.' 'With the Klave?' I asked. 'All of us. Not only Klave-us, but all that are here us. We bring you for going to the war.' 'Literary criticism,' marveled Arlene. I wasn’t about to forget that she’d been an English major for a while. Albert clapped like a little kid who’d just been given the present he always wanted—understanding. 'The two sides are literary critics, conquering stellar systems to promote their own school of criticism. I love it. It’s too insane not to love. What is their primary disagreement over the twelve-million-year-old books?' S&R gave us one of their best sentences: 'The Freds want to take the books apart.' Arlene screamed, but it was a happy kind of scream. 'Oh, my God,' she said, 'they’re deconstructionists!'"

5) "I shouldered the burden of command. Sergeant Taggart had a plan. 'Let’s go!' covered both my strategy and my tactics."