TROI: So you like horses for the romance?
PICARD: It goes deeper than that. A fine war mare would sleep in a bedouin’s tent, carry him into battle, feed his children with her milk. There’s a bond which is created by mutual need. Hello, beautiful.
TROI: Now I understand. You don’t want the comfort of a pet, you want a companion.
(Picard hands her his riding crop while he tacks up)
PICARD: Thank you. I don’t want to anthropomorphize anything. It seems that some creatures have the capacity to fill spaces you never knew were empty. Read the rest of this entry »