We’re not here because we’re free. We’re here because we are not free. There’s no escaping reason, no denying purpose. Because, as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist.
I love French wine, like I love the French language. I have sampled every language, French is my favorite. Fantastic language, especially to curse with. Nom de Dieu de putain de bordel de merde de saloperies de connards d’enculé de ta mère… You see? It’s like wiping your arse with silk. I love it.[to Neo]
I like to be reminded this city survives because of these machines. These machines are keeping us alive, while other machines are coming to kill us. Interesting, isn’t it? The power to give life, and the power to end it.