I knew a guy like that. He thought he could fix everything himself and that I should just trust my sister in his care. (Like hell will she ever do that.) Every time he pissed me off, I punched him.

(Then it continued five hundred years later.)

The essence of people. I don't know what Christian means. I'm not sure about Heaven either, but the new world was paradise compared to the last.

We weren't slaves or soldiers there and we could finally live the lives we always wanted.