"The name's Daredevil... remember it! You'll be hearing it again... I promise!!"
— Matt Murdock, Daredevil #1 (February, 1964), written by Stan Lee
"You wonder why I saved your life, do you not? Consider it an illustration — of the true nature of our relationship. Your attack on Injun Joe has served to quell a mutiny in my organization. It demonstrated to the mobs that you are a common enemy, against whom they need protection— protection that I provide. Consider also, Daredevil, that when needed to find this hideout, you did not contact the police. You came to me. We need each other, Daredevil. We are partners, after a fashion. We are the power in this city."
— Wilson Fisk, Daredevil #190 (January, 1983), written by Frank Miller.
"What is it about Murdock? He was a minor concern—a promising talent to be observed and catalogued and even occasionally flattered—and perhaps, one day, to be turned to the Kingpin's way—but he is more than this. Now he is much more than this. He always was. And I—I have shown him...that a man without hope...is a man without fear."
— Wilson Fisk, Daredevil #229 (April, 1986), written by Frank Miller
"Years ago, God in one of his darker moods crammed much of the world's spite and cunning into a quarter-ton sack of flesh and named it Wilson Fisk."
— Matt Murdock, Daredevil (Vol 4) #16 (June, 2015) written by Mark Waid
"I'm not seeking penance for what I've done, Father. I'm asking forgiveness...for what I'm about to do."
— Matt Murdock, Daredevil (2015)
Fisk: I was thinking about a story from the Bible. I'm not a religious man, but I've read bits and pieces over the years. Curiosity more than faith. But this one story. There was a man, he...he was traveling from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was set upon by men of ill intent. They stripped the traveler of his clothes, they beat him, and they left him bleeding in the dirt. And a priest happened by...saw the traveler...but he moved to the other side of the road and continued on. And then a Levite, a religious functionary, he... came to the place, saw the dying traveler. But he, too, moved to the other side of the road, passed him by. But then came a man from Samaria, a Samaritan, a good man. He saw the traveler bleeding in the road and he stopped to aid him, without thinking of the circumstance or the difficulty it might bring him. The Samaritan tended to the traveler's wounds, applying oil and wine. And he carried him to an inn, gave him all the money he had for the owner to take care of the traveler, as the Samaritan, he...continued on his journey. He did this simply because the traveler was his neighbor. He loved his city and all the people in it. I always thought that I was the Samaritan in that story. It's funny, isn't it? How even the best of men can be... deceived by their true nature.
Guard: What the hell does that mean?
Fisk: It means that I'm not the Samaritan. That I'm not the priest, or the Levite. That I am the ill intent... who set upon the traveler on a road that he should not have been on!
Guard: What the hell does that mean?
Fisk: It means that I'm not the Samaritan. That I'm not the priest, or the Levite. That I am the ill intent... who set upon the traveler on a road that he should not have been on!
"Few of us who choose this life are immune to tragedy or pain. Matt Murdock has suffered more of his share than most, but he keeps soldiering on, doing what he believes is right. The fact he has been able to take what most people call a ‘disability’ and turn it into his greatest strength, the fact a blind man takes to the streets every night to defend strangers, at huge personal cost—
Well. I know people look up to me.
I look up to Daredevil."
Well. I know people look up to me.
I look up to Daredevil."
