Is my mind more organized? No, it is not!
Isn't science fiction supposed to be about the future? Isn't it?
This is a systemic failure, and being angry with one another won't fix it.
Be outraged. Make change. Now is the best time there is.
It always comes back to the personal, doesn't it?
I've seen too much, and I've lost too many. And too much of me still wants to fix it.
We're all important. All of us. Even if we're not princesses at heart.
I desperately want to write but you're going to have to put up with this mélange of nonsense instead.
Elena's really a lousy soldier. I love her with all my heart, but she should've been a freighter jock instead.
A score shouldn't be the thing that carries a movie.