"His parents had died before him and Bruce was powerless to stop it. That single thing more than any other had created the Batman. He had dedicated his life to a mission; what Bruce Wayne suffered that night no one else every would. It was a fool's quest and he knew it, doomed to failure before it had even begun. He could not police a planet, barely police his own city. Yet he did it anyway, night after night, fighting through despair, returning again and again to the battle that consumed him. He did not think of himself as noble, nor even as driven. It was far more complicated, and yet, far simpler than that. He was the Batman. He had no other choice."
Pretty sure they were talking about me.