Quotes About Kill

Tell me, why do you think I do this?" The king sounds curious. "Out of lust? Is that what you think?" Kill a cardinal? Divide your country? Split the church? 'Seems extravagant,' Chapuys murmurs.

Kuroi Sabato! I shall kill you! I shall kill you if I have to sell my very soul to the Devil!

Children can have a cruel, absolute sense of justice. Children can kill monsters and feel quite proud of themselves.

You think a lizard is trying to kill me? And he faked a note from Celia? - Call

Greetings, Your Majesty, you betraying toad.' No, that wouldn't work, no matter how good it felt. 'Greetings, Your Majesty,' I try again. 'I didn't kill my husband even though he richly deserved it.

A sword is a weapon of war, a dagger is a weapon of murder.

It was just so very surprising that the good-looking, worried man who had just offered her a cup of tea, and was right now working at his computer down the hallway, and who would come running if she called him, and who loved her with all of his strange heart, would in all probability one day kill her.

Sometimes there was the pure, primal pain of grief, and other times there was anger, the frantic desire to claw and hit and kill, and sometimes, like right now, ther was just ordinary, dull sadness, settling itself softly, suffocatingly over her like a heave fog. She was just so damned sad.

there was the pure, primal pain of grief, and other times there was anger, the frantic desire to claw and hit and kill, and

Sometimes there was the pure, primal pain of grief, and other times there was anger, the frantic desire to claw and hit and kill, and sometimes, like right now, there was just ordinary, dull sadness, settling itself softly, suffocatingly over her like a heavy fog.

Anti-life, of which the Death Dwarves were a prominent species, were of necessity remarkably difficult to kill, being not quite really alive in the first place.

In fact, the U.S. military has bent over backwards to respect the religious beliefs of some very dangerous fanatics who want to kill us.

You wouldn't. You're an aberration," he said. "How do I know you won't kill us all anyway?" I said. "You're the one I need to feed to the fire," he said. "Drop the gun and you can save this girl." "Not terribly convincing," I said, stalling for time, hoping for that time to bring something.

Simple economics," I said. "I am one case, and with a limited fee. Raul, on the other hand, represents a limitless wellspring of high-cash clients. And," I said, "Raul would probably kill Kraunauer if he didn't do this.

He thought of his father's word, careful. A careful flyer is a defensive flyer, and a defensive flyer will shoot down no one. No, Father, you do not kill your enemy by being careful.

Trust me, I know what self loathing is. But to kill myself? That would put a damper on my search for answers. Not at all productive. Besides, I've become increasingly doubtful as to whether I can die at all. But let's not get into that.

Solitude demands a precise assessment of time, I've always understood this. It's like the money in your wallet: you have to know how much time you need to kill, how much to spend before dinner, what's left over before going to bed.

I think there's something about studying a book which will kill it if you're not careful.

Liberty medals...Are they trying to bribe me with coloured ribbons? I wouldn't kill a man for one of those things. Or go and be killed. Any shooting I do is to save my own life, and not for a ribbon and a hunk of bronze. [says Mäkelä]

This was the pretech experience, that even if you had no enemies the world itself could kill you. And

The best way to spell victory? K-I-L-L.

Is it not true that each superpower has enough nuclear weapons to kill all members of mankind several times over? Yes. And the same is true of kitchen knives.

Do androids dream? Rick asked himself. Evidently; that's why they occasionally kill their employers and flee here. A better life, without servitude. Like Luba Luft; singing Don Giovanni and Le Nozze instead of toiling across the face of a barren rock-strewn field. On a fundamentally uninhabitable colony world.

Father, the boy repeats. --- You're not going to kill me, are you? --- Of course not.