Holden couldn’t tell if she was melancholy or solving a complex engineering problem in her head. Those looks were confusingly similar. - James S. A. Corey

I don't know what the win look like.
Well, for me, it looks like dying with the knowledge that humanity's a little bit better off than it would have been if I'd never been born. A little freer. A little kinder. A little smarter. That the bullies and bastards and sadists got their teeth into a few less people because of me. That's got to be enough.

It’d be a better world if there was always at least one right answer instead of a basket of fucked.

Why aren't you doing that?
Do you want the real reason, or my justification?