Shakespeare or Batman?

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

Featured May 13, 2011

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

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