For my part, if a man must needs be a knave, I would have him a debonair knave, and I liked Rupert Hentzau better than his long-faced, close-eyed companions. It makes your sin no worse, as I conceive, to do it a la mode and stylishly.

How come the bad guys always get to wear the coolest clothes?

"I mean, sure, I could've just blasted you all from above with fire and lightning and such... but I've always felt that when it's really important, it's worth it to go that extra mile."

Megamind: Oh, you're a villain all right, just not a super one!

Titan: What's the difference?

Megamind: Presentation!

Carnage: I thought you had the stomach for death, Joker. I guess I was wrong.

Joker: It's not a question of stomach, my friend, it's a question of style. Any idiot...nothing personal of course...can go out and slaughter a few thousand people, but where's the laughter and tears? The handstands and histrionics? In short, my dense ans sanguine pal, where's the theater? I always thought of myself as the Orson Welles of crime and chaos, while you, apparently, aspire to be nothing more than...David Hasselhoff!

"Have you seen what the Sith are wearing? It's like every fashion designer in the galaxy has gone over to the Dark Side."