In my dream, the world had suffered a terrible disaster. A black haze shut out the sun, and the darkness was alive with the moans and screams of wounded people. Suddenly, a small light glowed. A candle flickered into life, symbol of hope for millions. A single tiny candle, shining in the ugly dark. I laughed and blew it out.
It’s not about the money, it’s about sending a message. Everything burns!
To them, you’re just a freak, like me! They need you right now, but when they don’t, they’ll cast you out, like a leper!
Yet we’re linked, you and I. Like comedy and tragedy. Two sides, same coin.
Not clown — Joker.
When they treat you like a joke, leave them like it’s funny.
Now, I see the funny side. Now I’m always smiling.
You see, I’m not a monster. I’m just ahead of the curve.
This city deserves a better class of criminal. And I’m gonna give it to them.
If you have to explain a joke, there is no joke!
When you bring me out, can you introduce me as Joker?
What doesn’t kill you simply makes you stranger!
I am not someone who is loved. I’m an idea. A state of mind.
I have given a name to my pain, and it is Batman.
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