General Martok

"I tell you Worf, war is much more fun when you're winning!"

"We are not accorded the luxury of choosing the woman we fall in love with. Do you think Sirella is anything like the woman I thought I'd marry? She is a prideful, arrogant, mercurial woman who shares my bed far too infrequently for my taste. And yet... I love her deeply."

"I've hated his name for almost thirty years. I've dreamt of the moment when I would finally see him stripped of his rank and title, when he would suddenly find himself without a friend in the world, without the power of his birthright. Well, I've had that moment now. And I took no joy from it."

"To Kor - the Dahar master. A noble warrior to the end!"

"But enough about the war with the Dominion; I want to hear about the war at home! You've just married that freighter captain, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Then war has broken out… whether you know it or not. A long, grueling, intoxicating war!"

"We must give the enemy credit. To launch an attack against Starfleet Headquarters. Even my people never attempted that."

"Hail, Worf! Leader of the Empire!"

"This is a moment worth savouring. To victory, hard fought and well earned."

"What's wrong?"

"Suddenly I'm not thirsty."

"Neither am I."

"Before you waste too many tears, remember, these are Cardassians lying dead at your feet. Bajorans would call this poetic justice."

"That doesn't mean I have to drink a toast over their bodies."

"Humans. Pah. Ka DiJaQ."

"An Ambassador who'll go targ hunting with me! Well, perhaps being Chancellor won't be so bad after all!"