I must not Lwaxana.
Lwaxana is the mind-killer.
Lwaxana is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my Lwaxana.
I will permit her to pass over me and through me.
And when she has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see her path.
Where the Lwaxana has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
Lwaxana: “Why there you are, Jean-Luc.”
Picard: “HELP ME!”