''"This should be agony. I should be a mass of aching muscle — broken, spent, unable to move. And were I an older man, I surely would... But I'm a man of thirty — of twenty again. The rain on my chest is a baptism— I'm born again... I smell their fear — and it is sweet.
"There are seven working defenses from this position. Three of them disarm with minimal contact. Three of them kill. The other— (Batman drives the heel of his boot into his attacker's ribcage) —hurts."
"You don't get it, son. This isn't a mud hole…it's an operating table. And I'm the surgeon."
-One of the most definitive He's Back lines in history.
Another Mutant: "Shh!"
Batman:: "I'm through playing Joker!"
Joker:: (Smiles) "Be still my heart."
Batman: (while breaking a shotgun he just seized from the leader of the S.O.B.s): "This loud, clumsy stupid thing.This is the weapon of the enemy. We do not need it. We will not use it. Our weapons are quiet — precise. In time, I will teach them to you. Tonight, you will rely on your fists — and your brains. Tonight, we are the law. Tonight, I am the Law. Let's ride."
— Batman revealing himself to the SoBs. The panel in which the first three sentences appears was in common circulation after the Aurora shootings.
Batman: ...I want you...to remember, Clark... in all the years to come... in your most private moments... I want you to remember...my hand...at your throat... I want you to remember... the one man who beat you...
"All of our best and oldest legends recognize that time passes and that people grow old and die. The legend of Robin Hood would not be complete without the final blind arrow shot to determine the site of his grave. The Norse Legends would lose much of their power were it not for the knowledge of an eventual Ragnarok, as would the story of Davy Crockett without the existence of an Alamo. In comic books, however, given the commercial fact that a given character will still have to sell to a given audience in ten years' time, these elements are missing. The characters remain in the perpetual limbo of their mid-to-late twenties, and the presence of death in their world is at best a temporary and reversible phenomenon. With Dark Knight, time has come to the Batman and the capstone that makes legends what they are has finally been fitted. In his engrossing story of a great man's final and greatest battle, Miller has managed to create something radiant which should hopefully illuminate things for the rest of the comic book field, casting a new light upon the problems which face all of us working within the industry and perhaps even guiding us towards some fresh solutions."