The rain on my chest is a baptism - I'm born again.

Ladies. Gentlemen. You have eaten well. You've eaten Gotham's wealth. Its spirit. Your feast is nearly over. From this moment on...none of you are safe.

News objectivity is a twentieth-century myth. We only complain about propaganda when we don't agree with it.

Hell's waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you're here.

The day you write to please everyone you no longer are in journalism. You are in show business.

In the world of comic books, "troublemaker" means someone who has some sense of dignity.

Gotham City. Clean shafts of concrete and snowy rooftops. The work of men who died generations ago. From here, it looks like an achievement. From here, you can't see the enemy.