I cannot forecast to you my actions. It is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma; but perhaps there is a key.
What is a smeghead?
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser gate. All those moments will be lost in time... like tears in rain... Time to die.
Madame Bovary, c'est moi!