Finch: Who was he?
Evey Hammond: He was Edmond Dantés... and he was my father. And my mother... my brother... my friend. He was you... and me. He was all of us.

Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth while politicians use them to cover it up.
V: A man after my own heart.

The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain.

There are no coincidences, Delia... only the illusion of coincidence.

Strength through unity! Unity through faith!

Lewis Prothero

V: Would you... dance with me?
Evey Hammond: Now? On the eve of your revolution?
V: A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!

Dominic: What do you think's going to happen?
Finch: What usually happens when people without guns stand up to people *with* guns.

Delia Surridge: [V gives her a rose] Am I going to die?
V: You're already dead. [shows her hypodermic needle] I killed you 10 minutes ago.
Delia Surridge: Is there any pain?
V: No.
Delia Surridge: Thank you.

Evey Hammond: Is everything a joke to you, Gordon?
Gordon Deitrich: Only the things that matter.

V: Violence can be used for good.
Evey Hammond: What are you talking about?
V: Justice.

Evey Hammond: I don't want you to die.
V: That's the most beautiful thing you could have ever given me.

Evey Hammond: Oh my God, real butter! I haven't had real butter since I was a kid! Where'd you get it?
V: It was on a personal train of supplies on its way to a Mr. Adam Sutler.

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V for Vendetta Quotes

Creedy: Die! Die! Why won't you die?... Why won't you die?
V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.

We are told to remember the idea, not the man. Because a man can fail. He can becaught, he can be killed and forgotten. But four hundred years later an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed firsthand the power of ideas. I've seen people kill in the name of them; and die defending them. But you cannot touch an idea, cannot hold it or kiss it. An idea does not bleed, it cannot feel pain, and it does not love. And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man. A man who made me remember the fifth of November. A man I will never forget.

Evey Hammond