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

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