Some people are only nice because they're afraid of getting hurt. Or 'cause their religion tells 'em to be.

His idea of a romantic night out was blowing up Arasaka HQ.

Would you rather live in peace as Mr. Nobody, die ripe, old and smellin' slightly of urine? Or go down for all times in a glaze of glory, smellin' near like posies, 'thout seein' your thirtieth?

When you live among humans, it's essential to find a shared, fundamental point of understanding. "Truth" and "Good" are values proven to cause division, whereas beauty is universal.

Guess even pneumatic arms can't lift morale in a toxic workplace.