Miscellaneous / Shakespeare or Batman?

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

Updated Nov 21, 2016

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

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