Johnathon Blaze (Earth-616)/Quotes

More trouble than you can imagine...especially when he is...the servant of Satan!

Stand ye back, foolish mortals, lest I summon forth the powers of Hell itself to repel your puny attacks!

Stand back, Vermin! or face the awesome wrath of Hell-Fire!!

You cannot destroy one already beyond death, villain.

It--it's working! A stream of fire from my finger--creating a--a flaming motorcycle! But how long can I hold it? My brain's reeling-- with exhaustion!

No, Rocky. I didn't. But, no, Mr. Barnett, your son isn't okay. But why should he be any different from the rest of us? Now if you'll excuse me...I've got to do a favor for a buddy.

He's flying right THROUGH solid rock!

There's a dolphin comin' up underneath us! Carrying us in! I don't believe it! It was almost as if as soon as I realized I had to save Philipps -- they realized they had to save me!

But what's the Challenger's game? What kind of loco "test" is this?

The curse--and the power--of the Ghost Rider are mine--for keeps. I guess it all depends on what I do with it.

Prepare to suffer the sting of the Ghost Rider's power! Prepare to know the true meaning of hell!

I ... have not seen the like since I walked the corridors of Hell!

The… Ghost… Rider… still… walks the Earth! …and the… Enforcer… will pay dearly… for… this deed!

All right, Jack! If you want the Ghost Rider so bad--I'll give you the Ghost Rider--and soon you will regret challenging the hellspawned might of the Spirit of Vengeance!

Stupid human! Will you never learn? Mine is the power of Hell unleashed!

It is over, Strange! You sought to challenge my hellspawned power--but instead, you found death!

The keys, scum! Give me the keys!

Look deep into my eyes, Dick Varden! Gaze upon the face of your destroyer!

I am more than Johnny Blaze...and less! For I am also the Ghost Rider! And wherever Blaze rides...there ride I, waiting to wreak my vengeance!

I- I can't lose to Fargo! I just can't! Being the Ghost Rider has cost me nearly everthing... all the comforts and joys of a normal life! All I have left to be proud of is that I'm Johnny Blaze! A champion!

I know not from what nether-worldly cesspool you have crawled, vile thing! But it matters not! For there breathes not a creature in any realm--that can withstand the full, awesome might of the Ghost Rider--or survive for long beneath my onslaught!

Rash fools! They believe me a mere human! They shall pay the price for having dared challenge... The Ghost Rider!

Appear... Prince of Darkness! Your humble servant beckons! Through time eternal, through endless space, I beg thee... journey to this place.

Besotted fool! Did you think to make murder this night?

You have seen the power of my flame to burn, to melt physical substance...but that is the least of the Ghost Rider's power! For my hellfire is that of the fiery pits! If I so desire--mine is the power to char the man's soul, without singeing a hair on his head. And I so desire.

My curse is your curse, too, eh? Never thought of it that way!

By the way, my name is John Blaze -- and I'm either going to kill the Ghost Rider, or I'm going to have to kill you!

Are you suffering, Zarathos? Suffering like all the poor souls who were on the receiving end of your hellfire? It's your turn to experience some pain.

That's it, vermin -- flee! Flee before the wrath of the Ghost Rider! It will make your capture so much more satisfying!

I made a deal with the Devil a long time ago. I lived to regret it. This had to end tonight... for my family!

Why did you have to give them the stare? No innocent blood was spilled.

You call them freaks, outcasts... in this carnival no one is an outcast. We're all family here! And I'm mighty protective of this family!

I promised Roxanne I'd quit smoking... it's a dangerous habit... as opposed to waiting for a maniac who wants to gut me?

Guess I was kidding myself into believing that I had a choice in this thing, huh?

Come on. We've got some lilin to kill. And Centurious and his people are going to pay for what they did to me. Pay in a big way!

We won, I guess. But did we all live happy ever after?

My friends...in test tubes? I'm sorry...you deserved better!

Boy, things are never simple with us...are they?

You're the one!! You've got my kids!! Give them back!!

...Three year plague my ass...

I mean, I don't exactly know why the Spirit of Vengeance likes to hang out with--or, well, in me...but it's kinda cool, don'tcha think?

FREEEEEEEE!!

You're both as bad as each other! You're monsters! Heaven and Hell, angels and demons, you're exactly the same! Nothing but tyrants! Psychopaths! Sadists! Cruel, heartless filth, playing your twisted games with humanity! Damn your bottomless black souls, you made me no more than a pawn!

Hope. It's the Devil's favorite poison. He dangles it in front of me... gets me to run for it... only to snatch it away at the very last moment. And I fall for it every... damn... time.

When I finally escaped Hell, I brought the Devil with me. It just doesn't get any more wrong than that.

The pain is like nothing I've ever felt before--it feels like my soul is actually on fire. And somehow, I know that the only way it will ever stop... is if I let it out.

I see only vengeance

I know that if you keep on beatin' on me, somethin' bad is gonna happen. And I'm not gonna be able... to stop it.

It's not the jump that's the scary part... it's the landing.

I know what it's like to have... something inside you that just wants vengeance, no matter what the cost -- but you can control it!

Your time has come to an end, demon... and vengeance is upon you.

You're bluffing. You won't do it. Because that would be suicide. A sin that would damn you to Hell. Again.

Do you hear me, Zadkiel? I'M COMING FOR YOU!

You have no idea how close you came to hell tonight.

The day I can't catch a dead horse... is the day I give up and rot.

This fire ain't meant to scald the flesh... it chars the soul.

This is what I look like when I'm smiling.

Get the hell outta the road, lady.

P-Please--y-you're killing me! You'll send me to Hell! You'll let Zadkiel win!

You're Blackout, the vampire whose power is to turn all the lights out, right? You're like the clapper, but with fangs.

You know nothing of Hell, mutant. Now gather your strength... because tonight, I am going to show you how to kill a demon.

Last time I bothered prayin' for something, I got swindled outta my soul.

I don't feel any different. We beat Zadkiel. We got our revenge. But I don't feel any different. It still sucks to be me.

Do you know what hellfire feels like, Fisk? Like all your sins come home to roost. All the wounds you've gouged in others brought back on yourself. And the "Kingpin of Crime" likes causing pain the same way he likes baby back ribs, yeah? Extra portions. So, tell me...what are you scared of?

My kinda exorcism!

Avengers? Fantastic Four? X-Dudes? They can all kiss my bony, flammable ass.

Hey, Adam! Sergio Leone called! He wants his look back!

Two sisters. And I get the really gross one who stinks of death. Story of my life.

Momma always said I'd go like this if I didn't change my ways... Stretched between a dead cyborg motorbike and a really bitter cyborg motorbike, impaled on the tip of a bullet train in the Japanese badlands.

You did right by these people, Alejandra. All of them. Put the sin back into them, sure. But that don't make them bad. Just made them whole again. Everyone's got good and bad in them. Up to us how we use it.

You sure you guys don't want to get Dr. Strange or Brother Voodoo or somebody? Spells were never my speciality. I'm more of an ass-kicker type.

"Search my soul." That's a laugh. I checked mine at the door years ago. Ain't a thinker. I'm a doer. I get my best thinking done when I get my heart rate up. When I let him steer? I can be a regular philosopher.

You... who are you? And what the Hell do you think you're doing?

If you give in to despair, and let your negative feelings get the best of you, Eli Morrow will take over, once again, and he will hurt the ones closest to you.

Remember, Robbie Reyes... harness your rage... coexist with the demon but maintain your humanity... and unleash the unrelenting wrath of vengeance upon your enemy... like a Ghost Rider!

There are some things worse than death. And now I rule over them all.

An exorcism? Heh. What, did you think you could just throw away the Spirit of Vengeance? That ain't how this works, kid. But don't worry, I'll take it off your hands. The Ghost Rider way. I'll race you for it.

Had no idea all those years back... when I smeared a pentagram on my chest and called forth the Devil. When I traded my soul to save the man who'd been like a father to me. When I damned myself to an eternity spent in servitude to that bastard Mephisto. Back then... I never once thought... that all this time later... I'd rise through the ranks from servant... to King of Hell.

Robbie, you idiot! What have you done?!

Why would I let you go? Freedom is for the reformed. If you were truly repentant -- truly changed -- you would not have damned human souls for your own gain. You would not have destroyed their lives. You would not have sent others to suffer the same fate you are trying to escape. All you have proven is that you are not rehabilitated. That you have learned nothing. That there is only one place for you... Hell. The Damnation Stare will decide your fate. If you truly deserve to be here -- to be forgiven -- it will have no effect on you. But if you aren't... then... back to where you belong.

I feel like Hell, but when you find Nightmare or that cannibal wizard, have Strange look me up... I owe them for the sleepless nights.

When that hellstorm of fire descends on me, I realize...I'm about to trade one prison for another. When he takes me over, my whole body feels like a flaming nest buzzing with hot angry wasps, and I shrink down to a black speck at the center.

There's a part of me that wants to pretend I don't know how all these broken pieces fit together. Because I can already feel him sparking inside me. But I've never been one to drive by an accident. I might be able to swallow down my own pain, but I can't abide seeing others wrestle with hurt. I know better than anyone. Most people have an outside face--the mask they offer to the world...and then an inside face--the raw and naked part of them they only reveal behind closed doors. Sometimes, the inside face is timid and vulnerable. Sometimes, it's terrifying. But it's always true. The dark places are where the true face hides.

"Hell to Pay" is more than an expression...it's a law.

Time will put its mark on me more than I'll ever put a mark on time. But right now, while I'm here, I'm going to do my damnedest to honor the ones who came before me. To protect the innocent, to keep on fighting through the long days and the longer nights. Those who survive, carry the dead with us. Which means my legacy will one day belong to somebody else. There are no beginnings or ends, so even if people won't remember my name in a thousand years...my spirit will endure.

RUN!

We'd rather not recognize or wrestle with the shadows inside us, the shadows that are the bedrock of this country. But if we pretend they're not there, they'll eventually poison us.

This isn't about one man or one demon or one anything. It's about all of us. Everyone and everything has a shadow. Even this country. That's why we're here.

These days, the only thing that scares me... is how many I'll destroy before it's time for me to go. Because I'm always one gear-shift away from doing terrible, terrible things.

Can we figure out the supernatural crap later please? I've got to find my wife and kids now.

We don't need Hellfire or chains or a Penance Stare to fight. And we're not gonna stand by as passengers... in someone else's blood quest. Even if we're on fumes... even if it kills us... we're going down swinging.

The Rider... he wants out. There's been too much innocent blood spilled. He's getting impatient. And so am I.

We've been hunting this demon for so many years. Tonight we send him back to Hell!

He was in a dark place, but he came back stronger. Parker Robbins. The Hood. It is clear now that this is beyond Johnny's abilities or yours. Halloween is a night for monsters.

If there's a darkness rising, and if the spirit's in league with it... there's another possibility you haven't considered. What if we kill it?

Parker Robbins wanted the big time. He paid his way with vengeance. He painted the streets of Chicago in blood. He sat on a throne of hot chains. But he wasn't as ruthless as he pretended to be. He gave it all up so that his family could live. Greed might have poisoned him. But in the end, it was love that damned him.

It's your sister, Danny. Barbara Ketch is the host for the Spirit of Violence.

Eli Morrow, is it? You murderous, sadistic, unrepentant Satanist! I've seen the foulest of souls... mortal and immortal alike. But nothing like yours, Morrow. You'll repent for the decades of suffering and torture you brought upon the innocent.

Prepare to suffer the sting of the Ghost Rider's power! Prepare to know the true meaning of Hell!

Every night the foulest creatures imaginable hound me from one end of the inferno to the other! I ride through fire and blades and swamps of rotting flesh, I immerse myself in caverns filled with blood like veins-but I can't shake them off! And every night they tear me to shreds!

Them Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth finally get sick of hearin' their name get taken in vain?