Quotes / Blessed with Suck

Because seriously, nobody wants to be Batman. Neal Stephenson observes the crux of the problem: 'Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, and devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.' The joke, of course, is that nobody does. Why? Because nobody wants a fatal disease, to move to a monastery in China, or, as is perhaps most applicable to Batman, to have their entire families wiped out. The price of ontological supremacy is just too high.

I would sell one of my kids for the ability to fly, so a red nose is no big deal. Besides, the whole point of the Rudolph story is to take pride in the things that make you different...I bet it would fuck with my sleep, though. Like, if there's a big red light bulb between your eyes all night, your sleep cycle will probably be ruined. I might go cross-eyed and developed mania due to sleep deprivation. Eventually, I would go mad, flying around with a knife and breaking through stranger's windows, terrorizing them in the dead of night. And then I would probably be shot to death. Still worth it, though!

"My name is Fortune. Lucky in war, and nothing else."

Killgrave: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW? Huh?! I never know if somebody's doing what they want, or what I tell them to!
Jessica: Oh, poor you.
Killgrave: You have no idea. I have to paintakingly choose every word I say! I once told a man to go screw himself, can you even imagine?
Jessica Jones, "AKA WWJD?"

Andy: You get visions... of people about to die? [Sam nods]... That's impossible.
Sam: A lot of people would say the same thing about what you do.
Andy: [pause] But death visions? Dude, that sucks.

Doyle: They're messages I get, you know from the higher powers, whoever they may be. Y'know, it's my "gift"!
Cordelia: If that was my gift, I'd return it. I mean you get those headaches, and you do this 'bleh' thing with your face.
Angel, "Lonely Hearts"

"Imagine there was a door to the realm of Daemons, and the slightest inattention on your behalf would see them batter it down and rip you to shreds. Now imagine that door is inside your head. That is what being a Psyker is like."
Castus Lupa, Savant Adjunct, Warhammer 40,000

'Every morning my body forgets all wounds, all hurts. And makes itself again exactly as it was when the gods first cursed me. I have had the same miscarriage every day for four thousand years."
Erishad, Lucifer

Human Kite (Kyle): I think it'd be pretty cool not be able to die.
Mysterion (Kenny): PRETTY COOL!? Do you know what it feels like to be stabbed? To be shot? Decapitated!? Torn apart!? Burned!? Run over!
Toolshed (Stan): Kenny, calm down!
Mysterion (Kenny): It's not "pretty cool", Kyle! It fucking hurts!
South Park, "Coon vs. Coon and Friends"

"Hate my power, hate my power, hate it, hate it, hate it."
Scapegoat, Worm, on his Empathic Healer abilities.

This strength, this power - It's been like a curse. But I refuse to be a victim anymore!

Fix-It Felix Jr., Wreck-It Ralphnote