The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.
I didn't put you in a prison, Evey. I just showed you the bars.
They say that life's a game, & then they take the board away.
This is not anarchy, Eve. This is chaos.
Knowledge, like air, is vital to life. Like air, no one should be denied it.
The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him... [from Macbeth]
Happiness is the most insidious prison of all.
Love your rage, not your cage.