Vengeance is disappointing, always.

There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.

The sun is new every day

Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price. And that price is blood. The sound of it in your veins. The pound of it in your head. The volume of it in a human body; the sickness when you've spilled it.

The Riddler says you make the world better one battle at a time.

Nothing powers hate better than embarrassment.

We know. We've seen it all before.