“Fortunes can change so quickly.” Garak heaved a sigh, then said, “Well, I must be going. A pity we couldn’t chat directly, but affairs of state have kept me extremely busy of late. Perhaps at a later date we can catch up on old times and new ones. Good-bye for now.”

Garak had said it all in the most pleasant tone imaginable. He never lost his genial smile or his affable demeanor.

It was the most terrifying thing Quark had ever experienced.

(DS9 novel, Demons of Air and Darkness)

Second Skin (3x05)

The Bajorans are, well, they’re like my children, I suppose. And like any father, I want only what’s best for them. And you still feel like that now, after some of your children have tried to kill you?

Oh, please, Doctor. I’m suffering enough without having to listen to your smug Federation sympathy. Do you think because we have lunch together once a week, you know me? You couldn’t even begin to fathom what I’m capable of.

Tell me where she is.

Are you the son of Mogh?
Yes, I am.

You have scheduled the ritual sacrifice of the targ to occur after the wedding feast has been served.

‘Genetically engineered’, indeed.
Excuse me?

We should have rid ourself of the Cardassians at the first sign of rebellion.

It’s going to require an enormous number of ships, a massive occupation army and constant vigilance.