Jevee: Ship A.I.s like yourself are not wired right for sensitive work like this.
Ennesby: If you think I'm not sensitive enough, perhaps you'd like me to try being careless while I'm piloting your sorry sack of tainted fluids across the galaxy.
Captain Tagon: Colonel, please don't upset our ride.
And my wings are made of tungsten, my flesh of glass and steel
I am the joy of Terra for the power that I wield
Once upon a lifetime, I died a pioneer
Now I sing within a spaceship's heart - does anybody hear?
— Julia Ecklar, The Phoenix