Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up.V: A man after my own heart.
I have friends. I could stay with them.
God is in the rain.
Evey Hammond: Who are you?V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.Evey Hammond: Well I can see that.V: Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.