Quotes from Greg Cox

Perhaps, but this Awakening felt very different from those in the past. A peculiar sensation seemed to spread throughout his body, propelled by the very beating of his heart. Within his veins, lycan blood mixed with his own, merging in an unexpected alchemical reaction. He felt a change come over him, a fundamental transformation in his very nature. Power such as he had never known surged through his veins. His eyes snapped open, revealing a pair of jet-black orbs. Hybrid eyes.

You have a practiced apathy, Mr. Wayne. But a man who doesn't care about the world doesn't spend half his fortune on a plan to save it—and isn't so wounded when it fails that he goes into hiding.

Our crimes always catch up with us. - Alfred Pennyworth

Sorry? You expect to destroy my world, then shake hands? - Bruce Wayne

There is a prison," Alfred began grimly, "in a more ancient part of the world. A pit where men are thrown to suffer and die. But sometimes a man rises from that darkness. Sometimes the pit sends something back.

You can fail as Bruce Wayne," he said. "As Batman, you can't afford to." "Is that what you're afraid of?" Bruce asked indignantly. "That if I go back out there, I'll fail?" "No," Alfred said. "I'm afraid you want to.

Just remember, this is a collaborative effort. We don't have time for creative differences or outbreaks of artistic integrity.

How dare you use Rachel to stop me?" he growled. "I'm using the truth, Master Bruce. Maybe it's time we all stopped trying to outsmart the truth, and just let it have its day.

We should definitely keep an eye on the children of course, particularly that little Indian boy you mentioned, the son of Sarina Kaur. The genetically enhanced offspring of Kaur is not someone we can afford to ignore. What was his name again?" "Noon. Short for Khan Noonien Singh

But once you've done what you had to, they'll never let you do what you want to.

a flaming angel

You think darkness is your ally," Bane said. "But you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it. Formed by it…

All Talons must burn!

The shadows betray you, because they belong to me…

Maybe you've got the patience to work out some complicated, long-term, ironic way to get back at the people who've wronged you, but that's you.

The truth is stranger than fiction . . . and often more incriminating.

maybe you can curb your bibliophile tendencies for the moment? It's not like we don't have other...priorities....at present." "Nonsense," the bookseller said. "There's always time to appreciate a good book.

Look at her, Alfred," Bruce said. "That sculpture alone, which we owe to both Percy and Lydia, is proof that Gotham's past holds more than just crime and bloodshed. Peace and grace can also be found there, and endure for generations to come, long after the sins of the past are dead and buried.

How can you move faster than possible," the other man asked, "fight longer than possible, if not from the most powerful impulse of the spirit? The fear of death. The will to survive.

Nobody would ever miss an editor...

My mother warned me about getting into cars with strange men." "This isn't a car," he pointed out.

The Batman must come back." Does he know what he's asking? Bruce wondered. "What if he doesn't exist anymore?" he replied aloud. "He must," Gordon murmured, gasping for breath. "He must.

Maybe you've got the patience to work out some complicated, long-term, ironic way to get back at the people who've wronged you, but that's you.