Heath Ledger Joker Quotes Novels & Stories

Shin Alexandra said which instantly made Joker nod his head as a response. Well, she really needs to rest because she still has class tomorrow and that actually sucks big time. Cypher "Who the fucking hell is behind this?!" - I yelled at the fucking man in front of me. One of my people - people whom I trusted and right now I am fucking mad because I shouldn’t have trusted them in the first place. It is very wrong to trust them and right now I don’t know what I am going to say to my parents

He already said too much at this point. “Dude,” I snap at him. “Roll back whatever wisdom you just shared, fold it up real nicely and be a good boy - shove it up your ass before I do it for you, yes?” Every word that leaves me is tense, but I force a smile as wide as that of Jocker’s as I speak. “You are awfully bold for a mortal,” Ragh scoffs.

“And then what? You’d get your revenge and move on? Justice will be served. Rich will be locked up for a long, long time. I think that’s a pretty decent punishment for any person.” Heath stopped pacing, not saying anything. He seemed to be at war with himself. His shoulders tensed, his forehead creased. Jubilee’s heart pounded from nerves, and in a burst of frustration, she said, “Will you just tell me already?” He blinked. “What?”

He spat, and I placed my palms on my chest just to specify that I was worried. "I'm just concerned, you're the only friend I have." He pulled a sober face and then burst into laughter. "You're weird, you know that, right? You're cringing me out with those eyes," he said and then shook his head. "Joker," I commented, kicking my feet at the edge of the desk. "Believer," he snapped back, and I shook my head, laughing with him too, but I never meant that. He kept my hopes high and he's so unreadable. I was really mad, but then I only exhaled softly and gnashed my teeth.

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

Jordan hissed. “I must have sinned in my past lives.” Joshua walked straight ahead. Jordan grew furious and his expression fell. He suddenly laughed “Joshua Decker, you will be beaten up terribly in just a moment, Oh well, the thought of you getting beaten up will make me feel great delight!” He then quickly walked away after recovering his expression.

"To knocking that girl in the face with a baseball bat...Girl, your like a Harley Quinn!" I swallowed down what was in the shot glass, my throat feeling like it was on fire. " Yeah, and your son is the Joker."

“My brothers are going to GUT you!” I swear, boys are born with a defective self-preservation chip. Death or glory. No in-between. Harry’s mouth twists into a grotesque, Joker-like smile. The scars on his face pull tight, distorting the expression into something almost inhuman. He turns toward the door. Opens it. Pauses. Glances back at Luke. He chuckles softly and makes a slow, mocking tsk-tsk-tsk sound with his tongue. “I wouldn’t count on it, little Garcia,” he murmurs.

I smiled and shook my head at them. "I've said it before and I'll say it again. That girl is a literal Goddess. How are you two related, Joker?" Dom teased. I looked to Joker who was also smiling after his sister and my brother. "I have no idea. She's too good for this world and I'll be damned if I let another bad thing happen to her. Never again will I stand back and let my sister and her two friends be harmed. They deserve everything wonderful in this life and I will kill or die to make sure they get it." Joker responded.

“That's the part that really gets me. Why would Atlas help someone like you?” “... someone like me, you say?” My voice faltered. “A back stabbing, conniving, fraudulent—” “Jesus Christ, Ledger, I get it. I may have made many terrible mistakes in the past, but that does not reduce the person I am.” He shook his head, eyes glassy. “No, it doesn't. But it reduces HIM.” His words stung deep and spread in my lungs like poison. “You are just saying this because you love the man.” He did not hesitate.