Miscellaneous Quiz / Shakespeare or Batman?

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

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

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