Why Mr Anderson? Why do you do it? Why do you get up? Why do you keep fighing? You believe you're fighting for something? For more than your survival? Can you tell me what it is? Do you even know? Is it for freedom, or truth, perhaps peace. Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr Anderson, vaguery is a perception, temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect desperately trying to justify the existence that is without a meaning or a purpose. And all of them are as artificial as the Matrix itself, although only a human mind could invent something as insipidus as Love. -- Agent Smith--
It caught my eye, yes, what Smith said. If love wasn't real, why do people still make sacrifices for the one they love? Love has a meaning, not just a word, it has a purpose, it has a power. The power to make people sacrifice so much for something or someone special. And the moment of insanity to make someone do something that you wouldn't have done in the past. The only question is Why? If someone means so much to you that you can't let go, and u mean nothing to the person.