Darok: Men of our generation never stood on ceremony. We ate when we were hungry, we fought when we were angered - I miss the simplicity of those days.
Kor: I miss a great deal about those days.
Darok: The warriors on this ship... they don't know what they missed. But such is the way of children. They often let the promise of the future obscure the glories of the past.
Kor: Is there a point to this nostalgic indulgence?
Darok: Only that they are children. Even Martok - who, for all his flaws, is a great warrior - even Martok is but a child compared to you or me. They are quick to judge and slow to forgive. They still have much to learn.