I do see the beauty in the rules, the invisible code of chaos hiding behind the menacing face of order.
Your problem is you have spent your whole life thinking there are rules. There aren’t. We used to be gorillas. All we had is what we could take and defend.
In the darkness, there are no rules. So, tonight Gotham, do what you want. Kill who you want. And when morning comes, you too shall be reborn.
Bad guys don’t play by the rules. That’s what makes them bad.
The question is not “Is it a game?” The question is “Who sets the rules?”
For those who make the rules, there are no rules.
It’s more fun to break the rules than to follow them.
I don’t follow rules, I make them. And when necessary, I break them.
First rule of business: always protect yourself.
Believe me, there is no winning when you play by a twisted tyrant’s rules.
We only break the rules to save people.
When there are no rules, women take charge.
