Seduction’s so easy when its target has the same object in mind. - William Barton

That’s all I remember, really. We fly around. I shoot the guns. The explosions are pretty. People die. What the hell are they fighting for? Freedom? What the hell is that?
You’re born out of nothing. You live for a while. You die. You go back to nothing.
What kind of fool dies for a word?
A better class of fool than the one who dies for a paycheck?
Don’t know.

Risk meaningless death at the hands of a soulless corporate entity?
Hmmm. How much are they paying?

There’s always a moment of transition for you, that one moment when you turn from outsider to in, when you leave your past behind and suddenly mesh with the new life you’ve joined.