I think I've got Fear down, but how do I take it all the way up to Terror?

I never fell. I don't care what they say. I'm still doing my job, as I see it.

There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus ever personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted thief, being executed. So don't knock the guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don't.

The view changes from where you are standing. Words can wound, and wounds can heal. All of these things are true.

An Angel who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.

I think...that I would rather recollect a life mis-spent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt.

The end of the story of Batman is he's dead. Because, in the end, the Batman dies. What else am I going to do? Retire and play golf? It doesn't work that way. It can't. I fight until I drop. And one day, I will drop.