We were in this together, and then you were gone. And now there’s evil rising from where we tried to bury it. The Batman has to come back
Bruce: You’re sorry? You expect to destroy my world and then think we’re going to shake hands?
Alfred: No… no, I know what this means.
Bruce: What does it mean?
Alfred: It means your hatred… and it also means losing someone that I have cared for since I first heard his cries echo through this house. But it might also mean saving your life. And that is more important.
“There is a prison in a more ancient part of the world, a pit where men are thrown to suffer and die.”
wishing you a happy belated birthday, my lovely Val
as a symbol i can be incorruptible.
i can be everlasting.
You do not fear death. You think this makes you strong. lt makes you weak. How can you move faster than possible, fight longer than possible, without the most powerful impulse of the spirit? The fear of death. Make the climb. As the child did, without the rope. Then fear will find you again.