"Dear Bruce, I need to be honest and clear. I’m going to marry Harvey Dent. I love him and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. When I told you that if Gotham no longer needed Batman we could be together, I meant it. But now I’m sure the day won’t come when you no longer need Batman. I hope it does and if it does I will be there, but as your friend. I’m sorry to let you down. If you lose your faith in me, please keep your faith in people. Love, now and always, Rachel."

"Fuck the kings guard, fuck the city, fuck the king"

"I haven’t been myself lately but I love you. Nothing about that has changed, nothing ever will. so right now what I need is for you to climb down out of my ass. Can you do that? Will you do that for me, honey? Will you please, just once, get out of my ass? You know. I’d appreciate it. I really would."

"Uh oh, Haley’s wearing shorts. Now you know its summer."

"When she grinned, the crooked teeth didn’t seem to matter. And maybe her eyes were too far apart, but they were a pretty blue-grey color, and lively as any eyes he knew. Sometimes she sang in a low husky voice that stirred him. And sometimes by the cookfire when she sat hugging her knees with the flames waking echoes in her red hair, and looked at him, just smiling… well, that stirred some things as well."