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What does it profit a man to win the world, it it means he loses his own soul?
I steer, but I cannot lead. That has always been my fate.
But they're safe. It's the finest prison one the prisoners make of their own free will. By the time they are La Dama's army, they won't remember any other way.
When an important enough mystic anomaly arises, a conclave is called to examine it. Eight of us have been selected this time — to determine what alterations to the balance you represent.
We are wanderers in a foreign land between the furrow and the stars.
Your curse will stop when you've found your killer and forgiven him. Who killed you, Cyrus?
I have walked hundreds of billions of miles across this Earth... across time and space... through the blinding light of the Elysian Fields... and the darkest depths of pandemonium... where the stench and despair of the chaoplasm is always a potent reminder of how far man can fall. I am the Phantom Stranger. And the stranger comes... when the stranger is needed.
What constitutes a legend? Is it powers and abilities beyond those of mortal men -- or is it a fighting heart that refuses to acknowledge defeat? For centuries beyond numbering, from the ancient campfire to the towering condominium, man has relied on his legends to hold back the night!
I'm just a stranger—and I'm here to help you!
Man will seek hope in any form when all about him seems hopeless. He will follow the loudest voice in the darkest, deepest pits... he will set mortality aside in the name of survival. He will ally himself with the Devil in the name of salvation.
For what need have I of mere mortal assistance whilst I possess the power bestowed upon me by the Lords of Order!
I know now I will always have a place among them... and that is greater than any power! I know... for I am the Phantom Stranger!
Material weapons-- like pistols-- are of very little use against the Phantom Stranger, my friend!
Many uncanny things occur in this world, Billy, for which science has no explanation!
...That battle-axe was real! Another second and you'd have been beside yourself!
Who challenges the Phantom Stranger?...I will battle you wherever it will lead me in the world!
Find yourself, John Smith. And there...you will find others like you.
Your power is great, Death. Yet there are greater powers still. Do not force me to invoke them to free her.
It's been said that any time a Shadowpact team is formed, they're fated to champion only lost causes. I don't believe it.
Fate may take but one of many roads, Flash, and this day it has chosen the road of continued life for this small planet.
The Spectre's god is not your god of mercy, but of vengeance. And he rarely turns the other cheek.
The Spectre has gone mad. He is trying to decide if he will destroy the world for its wickedness.
By higher authorities, or by our own conscience, we have all been charged with the welfare of souls... with meeting justice and mantaining order in the midst of chaos. We are all guardians of that small strong spark which lights the lives of mortals, and for as man and woman shall remain mortals-- for the next thousand years-- we must continue to perform our duties...
In a world tossed into chaos, we must strive even harder to follow the rules of order
Darkness comes in many shapes, many forms..the twisting forces of evil lurk in every shadow, every faint whisper of night.
It's magic that drew me to this place. A form of magic I have never come across before.
The past is always knocking at the door, trying to break through, into today.
That creature spoke of the Hand of God punishing a sinful world. Perhaps Kymera is Kahlo's Sodom and Gomorrah.
The Juwes are the men that will not be blamed for nothing.
It proves that an evil man's work does live on after them.
I am similar...and dissimilar! I serve a cause-- a master-- as ancient as yourself!
Are you sure, Dr. Thirteen? Is there no life after death? Does the struggle of good evil cease when a man dies?
I must cool my anger...and when I strike, it will not be for anger! But for the sake of JUSTICE!
What makes a man a champion? Is it powers and abilities far beyond those of other mortals? Or is it the knowledge that the cause one fights for is righteous and just? Men call me the Phantom Stranger-- And I come this time to seek an answer! Are true champions born... Or are they made?
This time...you will...not ESCAPE...
I anticipate your questions! It is true that Superman and I-- and Katar Hol-- died tonight! But when Azgore loosed the life-force that had been Count Crystal-- as I prayed he would in his fury-- I was able to make use of it myself! As the door to the death-dimension opened to swallow the sorcerer-- We took the power unto ourselves-- And returned! It is said death is the one unconquerable foe! Once, it was said that man could never fly! The frontiers of the possible-- The borders which abut the beyond-- must ever expand! What lurks in shrouded mystery today becomes commonplace tomorrow! I know, for to the commonplace world-- I am a stranger!
Perhaps a force greater than you imagine has stepped in to turn your gun into useless metal?
Superstition vs. Science-- the long ago fighting a losing battle against the yet to be.
Consider life-- a commodity so precious that it is measured, not in cents and dollars, but in minutes and days -- the greatest of all gifts, given to each man only once -- which, if cheaply bartered or poorly-spent, can never be regained...or can it?
...I am the Phantom Stranger and I come this time to lead you into that darkness to show you secrets better left alone! Come take my hand.
What is the measure of a man? Is it confidence and grim determination or is it fear-- and the ability to overcome that gnawing terror in the face of adversity?
Since the first simple life-form crawled from the pounding turf, the sea has been laced with legend! From the daring men who faced the raging waves in primitive wooden craft to those who probe the hidden depths today in devices of plastic and steel, fables have been passed, secrets whispered from father to son... You know my name! I am called the Phantom Stranger -- and the path we shall follow leads deep into that darkness...
Man-- the eternal interloper, the bludgeoning builder of dreams-- is a creature discontented with the wealth that surrounds him! Fingers outstretched and grasping, he has intruded upon places he has little right to be-- his imprint is left on the bed of the ocean, his corrugated bootmark on the face of the moon! I am called the Phantom Stranger-- and it is not my task to pass judgment on these deeds! I leave that up to you!
I couldn't go, Cassandra-- and leave you in possible danger once more! Until this sickness is wiped from the face of the Earth, you will stand by my side-- and we shall face the Dark Circle---- together!
The coils of the Dark Circle are everywhere, Tannarak-- cold-- malignant! Will you join your hand with ours to combat them?
The worst crime among men is that which is done in the name of health, sanity, or -- freedom! There is no easy "cure" for any of these -- only enslavement for the fools who seek one!
I have been called the Phantom Stranger... And I have often been told that I have done the impossible! Perhaps I have... For I deny anything is impossible!
Men live by their history-- it is the source of their identity! Deny a man his past, and you are denying his present!
Men call me The Phantom Stranger, and wonder if I have a past! Not knowing they doubt, and doubting my past-- they disblieve my very existence!
I am where I am needed, Batman... as you well know. And for now, that is here!
Some say it was ordained thus, and none should interfere -- But 'twould be a crueler world still -- If a stranger cannot reach out a hand.
As hopeless as speaking to the doomsday sect themselves. The walls built by faith are as every bit as solid as those built by evil.
In the heart of darkness, a flower blossoms, enriching the shadows with its promise of hope. In the fields of light, an adder coils, and the radiant tranquility is lent savor by its sinister presence.
Someone such as yourself, who has faced a handicap and learned to overcome it, deserves not pity -- but praise! You're a remarkable woman, Cassandra Craft!
There is no soul lost in darkness that it cannot find peace.
You speak more truly than you know, John Constantine.
As you value your life, John Constantine-- do not mock me now.
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