Some days it was great being a murderous cyborg given free license to cause mayhem and havoc.

I wake up every day and I think, 'I'm breathing! It's a good day.'

Isn’t it cool when the days that are supposed to feel good, actually do?

Isn't it good just to be a live on a day like this? I pity the people who aren't born yet for missing it. They may have good days, of course, but they can never have this one.

The good old days are now.

I cannot forget two things in my whole life; the bad days I have suffered and good days I have enjoyed