verbava все записи автора Alan Moore, David Lloyd – V for Vendetta

It's over now. You're safe. The past can't hurt you anymore. Not unless you let it.

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While I'll admit that anyone can make a mistake once, to go on making the same lethal errors century after century seems to me nothing short of deliberate.

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- There were haires all round the bath.
- Man's got to have a hobby. Mine's drowing kittens.

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It does not do to rely too much on silent majorities, Evey, for silence is a fragile thing... One loud noise, and it's gone.

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Noise is related to the silence preceding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap.
Your masters have not heard the people's voice for generations, Evey... and it's much louder than they care to remember.

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- All this riot and uproar, V... is this anarchy? Is this the land of do-as-you-please?
- No. This is only the land of take-what-you-want. Anarchy means "without leaders," not "without order." With anarchy comes the age of Ordung, of true order, which is to say voluntary order. This age of Ordung will begin when the mad and incoherent cycle of Verwirrung that these bulletins reveal has run its courses. This is not anarchy, Eve. This is chaos.

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Involuntary order breeds dissatisfaction, mother of disorder, parent of the guillotine. Authoritarian societies are like formation skating. Intricate, mechanically precise and above all, precarious. Beneath civilisation's fragile crust, cold chaos churns... and there are places where the ice is treacherously thin.

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Did you think to kill me? There's no flesh or blood within this cloak to kill. There's only an idea. Ideas are bullet-proof.

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