Murder Quotes - Page 6

The most loving parents and relatives commit murder with smiles on their faces. They force us to destroy the person we really are: a subtle kind of murder.

Law, religion and tradition condemns and murders while grace justifies and saves

The dog leash was still tied tight around the oak tree in the back, stretched worn and limp across the green grass as if trying to escape to freedom; and he buried his wife without a tombstone. Where before, she sat most times in his home, licking her wounds.

He expects us to kill him," Palomides said to Dinadan.
"Some people are so demanding," Dinadan replied. "Considering we've only just met, I mean.

It is unfortunate that when you want to make some people feel like human beings, they begin to take you as an animal.

Children playing while in the background the TV blares with screams, gunfire and rape-murder scenes. It seeps in.

The average American child, by age eighteen, is estimated to have seen eighteen thousand murders and two hundred thousand acts of violence on television. The “death play” of popular video games is accelerating these numbers to ever-higher levels.

Now I recall my emotions at that moment, children seem to me a remarkable race. They want so much to murder so many people, and they so rarely murder anybody at all.

But isn't it likely that everyone in this world...has killed someone or other on their way to the top?...All I wanted was a chance to be a man-and for that, one murder is enough.

And at that moment, Thibaut knew he was a murderer. He had murdered his brother that night; he had taken away his brother's soul.

Leila dreamt that her Soul was on fire. It was not a nightmare. Shannon was in the dream. Shannon was telling her to wake up. She woke up, burning as if she had a fever, nearly soaking wet with sweat. Kevin was asleep beside her.

At the small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction - it fascinated rather than repelled.

After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn’s for an oyster supper.

I don't know who you are," she thought, "but whoever you are, you're one hell of a player.

No lo entiendes: ella había nacido para morir. Yo nací para matar. Simplemente, era cuestión de que nos encontráramos el uno al otro.

I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique.

There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,
Doing more murder in this loathsome world,
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.

I had killed a man, for money and a woman. I didn't have the money and I didn't have the woman.

Von allen Abenteuern ist Selbstmord das literarischste, mehr noch als Mord.

These are the hands of Rachel Joy Scott and one day, will touch millions of people's hearts.