Happy 20th Birthday Star Trek Voyager!

Seven of Nine: Fun will now commence.

The Doctor: As appealing as that sounds, I'm a doctor, not a dragonslayer.

Harry Kim: When I think about everything we've been through together, maybe it's not the destination that matters, maybe it's the journey, and if that journey takes a little longer, so we can do something we all believe in, I can't think of any place I'd rather be or any people I'd rather be with.
Tom Paris: To the journey.
Chakotay: Hear here.

Seven of Nine: You will be assimilated.
Neelix: No time for that now. Maybe later.

Tom Paris: When a bomb starts talking about itself in the third person, I get nervous.

Kes: On my home-world it's much simpler. You choose a mate for life. There's no distrust, no envy, no betrayal.
The Doctor: Your world must have very dry literature.

B'Elanna Torres: The Borg wouldn't know fun if they assimilated an amusement park.

Captain Janeway: There are three things to remember about being a starship captain: Keep your shirt tucked in, go down with the ship, and never abandon a member of your crew.

Harry Kim: Didn't we already pass a tri-nary system like this?
Chakotay: Not that I remember, why?
Harry Kim: It just seems familiar.
Tuvok: Perhaps you are experiencing a paradoxical state dependant associative phenomenon.
Harry Kim: [puzzled look]
Captain Janeway: Déjà vu!

Captain Janeway: Mr Kim, can you give me an estimate on repairing the dilithium matrix?
Harry Kim: How does 72 hours sound?
Captain Janeway: Like 24 hours too long.

Female Q: Well, there is one possibility, but somehow I don't think this rickety barge and its half-witted crewmembers is up to the challenge.
Tuvok: May I remind you, madam, that this "rickety barge" and its "half-witted" crew are your only hope at the moment.

Seska: I won't play these games with the trick of light.
The Doctor: Sticks and stones won't break my bones, so you can imagine how I feel about being called names.

Tom Paris: Well, Harry and I wanted to explore the station. We wanted to broaden our understanding of alien cultures and...
Captain Janeway: Skip the recruiting speech, you were looking for a bar.

Tuvok: You're in love with a computer subroutine?

B'Elanna Torres: How the hell do you know when we're having intimate relations?
Seven of Nine: There is no one on deck 9 section 12 who does not know when you're having intimate relations.

Captain Janeway: Mind melds... the last time I heard the words "my mind to your mind", I had a headache for two weeks.

Tuvok: I am curious. Have the Q always had had an absence of manners, or is it the result of some natural evolutionary process that comes with omnipotence?

Chakotay: ...If Neelix has another Talent Night I hope you'll reprise it.
Captain Janeway: Oh no, not until certain other people take their turn, the ship's first officer, for instance.
Chakotay: Me, get up in front of people and perform? I don't think so.
Captain Janeway: Come on, Chakotay. There must be some talent you have that people would enjoy. Maybe I could stand with an apple on my head and you could phaser it off.

The Doctor: You heard the man. Run along. I'll reattach any severed limbs, just don't misplace them.

Captain Janeway: Who wanted to muck around in the dirt when you could be studying quantum mechanics?

The Doctor: I'll complain if I want to. It's comforting.

Neelix: I feel like I'm all alone.
The Doctor: You *are* all alone. I'm only a holographic projection.

The Doctor: Seven. Please state the nature of the medical emergency.
Seven of Nine: I have a date.

Chakotay: You were working for her. She was working for them. Was anyone on that ship working for me?

The Doctor: I'm a Doctor, not a counterinsurgent.

The Doctor: Will you relax?
B'Elanna Torres: If you tell me to relax one more time, I'm going to rip your holographic head off!
The Doctor: I hope you don't intend to kiss your baby with that mouth.