I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. But in the spirit of commemoration, whereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle are celebrated with a nice holiday. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption.
So, let me simply finish by saying that it's my very good honor to meet you, and you may call me V. But in truth, this thick soup of words has become too excessive. The only choice is vengeance a personal war held as a promise, but not in vain, for the importance and self-evidence of this quest shall one day exonerate the watchful and the righteous.
#V for vendetta quotes everyone has a story free#
However, this past annoyance stands courageously reborn and has sworn to conquer the evil and corrupt, who promote greed and the violent suppression of free will. It is a remnant of the People's Voice, which has since gone and disappeared. The face you see now is not just some meaningless costume. (In simpler words) Behold! Before you is a humble stage performer, cast, against his will, by the whims of fate, to the roles of both victim and villain.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." - V's introduction to Evey The only verdict is vengeance a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. * "Voil‡! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate.
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