The past, the present and the future walked into a bar. It was tense.

The Railroad? Aren't they busy liberating vending machines and saving computers?

Everything here is meant to kill at your discretion. Except for me. I only kill when I want to.

This is all much more exciting than domestic life I assure you!

The thing about happiness is that you only know you had it when it's gone. I mean, you may think to yourself that you're happy.
But you don't really believe it. You focus on the pretty bullshit, or the next job, or whatever.
It's only looking back by comparison with what comes after that you really understand, that's what happiness felt like.