Quotes About Murder

the marquise had often said that there are means to get rid of people one dislikes, and they can easily be put an end to in a bowl of soup.

Le roi  ! Je le croyais assez philosophe pour comprendre qu'il n'y a pas de meurtre en politique.

Estoy seguro que a cualquiera le gusta un buen crimen, siempre que no sea la víctima

By and large, I feel that the more interesting work in the field of murder is done by amateurs. They are people who perform their work with dignity and good taste, leavened with a sense of the grotesque. There is polite and wholesome mayhem, practiced by civilized people, and I personally enjoy it.

If this was what angels observed when they gazed upon our world, how we might murder each other and cause one another agony, then I pitied them as I pitied no others.

Alice Kimberly

Murder had a blood red door on the other side of which was everything unimaginable to everyone.

In the tunnel where I was raped, a tunnel that was once an underground entry to an amphitheater, a place where actors burst forth from underneath the seats of a crowd, a girl had been murdered and dismembered. I was told this story by the police. In comparison, they said, I was lucky.

Kuinka tehdään täydellinen murha oli taivaassa vanha leikki. Minä valitsin aina aseeksi jääpuikon: se sulaa olemattomiin.

If you could forget that they were two heretics, and that Lord Robert had very likely murdered his wife, they were perfect for each other.

Clytemnestra

Electric Networks spread fear of murder on the streets

1872-ben egy júniusi reggelen meggyilkoltam atyámat - ez még a házasságom elÅ'tti idÅ'ben történt, mikor szüleimmel együtt éltem Wisconsin der?s ege alatt -, és mondhatom, az eset mély nyomokat hagyott bennem.

Every murder proves that hanging is not altogether deterrent; every hanging, that it is somewhat deterrent—it deters the person hanged.

REDEMPTION, n. Deliverance of sinners from the penalty of their sin, through their murder of the deity against whom they sinned. The doctrine of Redemption is the fundamental mystery of our holy religion, and whoso believeth in it shall not perish, but have everlasting life in which to try to understand it.

It means that all witches who hunt will turn their full attention on the ones Dominique considers responsible for my murder. They will call on their allies. They will track down anyone they have ever know to have a connection to the killers, without worrying about messy treaties with SingleEarth or other normally respected neutral havens. I don't suppose they care that your are not, in fact, dead, Nikolas said. Sarah shook her head. In their eyes, I am.

Honest men are so very rare, they are often mistaken for criminals, for rebels, for madmen. What were your crimes, anyway, but to be different?' 'Robbery the first time, and I served seven years. When they caught me again there were eighty-four counts, with fourteen murders.' Cosca cocked an eyebrow. 'But we're you truly guilty?' 'Yes' He frowned for a moment then waved it away. 'Nobody's perfect. Lets leave the past behind us.

The only difference between war and murder is the number of the dead.

made myself guilty of mass murder so I could be proclaimed innocent of incompetence.

I apologise, your Highness. Murder can be a painful business.

Is this still battle? Is this still the glorious matching of man against man? Or is this just murder? He did not care. I cannot tell jokes, or make pretty conversation, but this I can do. This I am made for. Bremer dan Gorst, king of the world!

Body found floating by the docks," he breathed "bloated by seawater and horribly mutilated... far... far beyond recognition. Were the injuries inflicted before or after death?" he asked the ceiling breezily. "Was the mysterious deceased a man or a woman even?" he shrugged. "Who can say?

There are those at both ends of the social scale who would have us change direction!" Curnsbick was shouting. "Those who would not only try to dam the river of progress but have it flow uphill! Who would break, burn and murder in the name of dragging us back into a glorious past that never truly was. A place of ignorance, superstition, squalor and fear. A place of darkness! But there will be no going

John Correli: Did you kill Mr Boz, Miss Tramell? Catherine: I'd have to be pretty stupid to write a book about killing and then kill him the way I described in my book. I'd be announcing myself as the killer. I'm not stupid.