It's all a joke! Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for... it's all a monstrous, demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side? Why aren't you laughing?

I think if you were to sever the connection between arousal and shame, you might actually come up with something liberating and socially useful. It might be healthier for us, and lead to a situation such as they enjoy in Holland, Denmark, or Spain, where they have pornography all over the place - quite hardcore pornography - but they do not have anywhere the incidence of sex crimes.

Madness is the emergency exit. You can just step outside, and close the door on all those dreadful things that happened. Forever.

It doesn't do you any service to demonize any group of people. It's much better to try and understand from the inside.

I didn't put you in a prison, Evey. I just showed you the bars.

Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.

I really can't be bothered going to a barber. And shaving every morning, that's nightmarish. I spent my teenage years covered in tiny little bits of toilet paper.