Shakespeare or Batman?

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Can you name the source, Shakespeare or Batman, who is quoted below?

Updated Feb 7, 2012

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Quote(S)hakespeare or (B)atman
You cannot stop me, not with wine or vows or the weight of age. You cannot stop me, but still you try.
We both stared into the abyss, but when it looked back at us, you blinked.
I will break and twist things within you. You can't conceive of the pain I can cause.
Smoldering, I burn you—burning you, I flare, hot and bright and fierce and beautiful.
Welcome destruction, blood, and massacre. I see, as in a map, the end of all.
As a man, I'm flesh and blood. I can be ignored, I can be destroyed.
Weep I cannot. But my heart bleeds.
I can live no longer by thinking.
Did I finally reach the limits of reason? And find the Devil waiting?
As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods—they kill us for their sport.
Sometimes it's only madness that makes us what we are.
Grief forgives what can never be forgiven.
I'm a man of thirty—of twenty again. The rain on my chest is a baptism. I'm born again.
I will grind your bones to dust. And with your blood and it I’ll make a paste.
I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in my arms.
Quote(S)hakespeare or (B)atman
I will not become an executioner.
And as the sun, that had been too afraid to show its face in this city, started to turn the black into grey, I smiled.
Your feast is nearly over. From this moment on, none of you are safe.
That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow.
I am a feather for each wind that blows.
...and darkness be the burier of the dead.
They have tied me to a stake—I cannot fly. But, bear-like, I must fight the course.
He is come to open the purple testament of bleeding war.
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand. Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.
...how many hours bring about the day, how many days will finish up the year, how many years a mortal man may live.
We die every day...a thousand times an hour.
Then all you've waited for is a puppet. A soulless little doll.
You'll hunt me. You'll condemn me, set the dogs on me.
The weight of this sad time we must obey.

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