Catwoman: He's behind you. Mercenary: Who? Batman: Me.
Miranda Tate: Suffering builds character.
Bruce Wayne: This city needs me.
Talia al Ghul: Shoot them. Shoot them all.
[first lines] Dan: I own you, Ammar.
We've all got darkness inside us. And I've got quite a lot of darkness.
Age and wedlock bring a man to his nightcap.
An hour may destroy what an age was building.
Women only keep quiet about their age.
She had long been a cold and calculating person, and yet she had never given in to the darkness entirely. She would remember her mother's touch or the voice of a lost friend, and the tiniest bit of hope would return.
Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me. So throw me down, tie me up, and show me how you like me.
from Love Under a Dark Sky: "In the universe vast We share a simple feast Among creatures equally earthbound. Let us raise our hearts in gratitude, Our eyes in expectation Of a greater supper yet In heavenly realms.
Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
The drive was strangely calm. Deathly calm. Dark, light …. dark, light …. dark again as we glided under repeat street lighting. Four men sitting silently in four leather seats. Could hear the creaks. The smallest sounds are the most terrifying.
It was more that his career was going down again and he was tired of the songs. He was tired of the routine. And there was a point where he just kind of gave up. He couldn't face being 40. And he resorted to stimulants. There's a dark side there, a r...
Ironically, the road to the dark side most often remains brightly lit, fancy-colored and all, while the road to the light remains dark until you reach a destination, at which point it becomes a feast for the eyes--provided you haven’t gotten mugged...
[Chunk is running toward the road in the dead of night to find help] Chunk: I'm not all alone in the dark. I like the dark. I love the dark. [He ducks and crawls under a tree branch] Chunk: But I hate nature! I HATE nature!
It is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness.
Drink and sing: the dark night is ahead of us.
