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
Did I finally reach the limits of reason? And find the Devil waiting?
...and darkness be the burier of the dead.
Welcome destruction, blood, and massacre. I see, as in a map, the end of all.
Then all you've waited for is a puppet. A soulless little doll.
As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods—they kill us for their sport.
Weep I cannot. But my heart bleeds.
I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in my arms.
You'll hunt me. You'll condemn me, set the dogs on me.
You cannot stop me, not with wine or vows or the weight of age. You cannot stop me, but still you try. many hours bring about the day, how many days will finish up the year, how many years a mortal man may live.
The weight of this sad time we must obey.
I will break and twist things within you. You can't conceive of the pain I can cause.
I'm a man of thirty—of twenty again. The rain on my chest is a baptism. I'm born again.
We both stared into the abyss, but when it looked back at us, you blinked.
Smoldering, I burn you—burning you, I flare, hot and bright and fierce and beautiful.
Quote(S)hakespeare or (B)atman
He is come to open the purple testament of bleeding war.
I will not become an executioner.
Sometimes it's only madness that makes us what we are.
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand. Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
They have tied me to a stake—I cannot fly. But, bear-like, I must fight the course.
Grief forgives what can never be forgiven.
I will grind your bones to dust. And with your blood and it I’ll make a paste.
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.
Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.
As a man, I'm flesh and blood. I can be ignored, I can be destroyed.
We die every day...a thousand times an hour.
That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow.
I can live no longer by thinking.
I am a feather for each wind that blows.

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