Next time they shine your light in the sky, don’t go to it. The Bat is dead. Bury it. Consider this mercy.
Where there is light, there is shadow.
We work in the dark to serve the light. We are Assassins.
There can be no light without the dark.
I think my eyes are getting better. Instead of a big dark blur, I see a big light blur.
Do not go gentle into that good night; Old age should burn and rave at close of day. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.[“Do not go gentle into that good night” by Dylan Thomas]
Everything the light touches is our kingdom.[to Simba]
