Stories, like the people who tell them, aren’t always what they seem.
You know the thing I love about bad guys? Is that despite ourselves we are all so tragically predictable.
When your life unfolds into a nightmare, you pray your dreams will take you elsewhere.
What’s the difference between being hopeful and being crazy?
Tommy wants Batman. The city needs Batman. And I’m not Batman. But maybe I’m better. Because I’m here.
Some see fear, others hope. I see the freedom to be myself, to play by my own rules.
Red wig? And I’m the crazy one.[to Batwoman]
Lies don’t make anyone comfortable, especially the one telling them.
Grow into the person you needed as a kid.
Friend, I’ve learned, takes on a different meaning, depending on who you ask.
Even the people we love are still people at the end of the day. They act out of fear, pride, hope, pain. And sometimes, they let us down.
