Quotes About Kill

I can't promise I'll never kill anyone again, he once said, strapping a refrigerator to his back. It's unrealistic to live your life within such strict parameters

A heavily armed nation prone to violence finds it only reasonable to give law officers weapons and the authority to use them. In the United States, only a cop has the right to kill as an act of personal deliberation and action. To

Imagine how quickly Christianity would have failed if Bible scholars could quote Jesus as saying, "Love thy neighbor as thyself . . . as long as he's a Christian. Otherwise, go ahead and kill him. You'll be doing us both a favor, believe me." I

Love thy neighbor as thyself . . . as long as he's a Christian. Otherwise, go ahead and kill him. You'll be doing us both a favor, believe me." I

A man is a man is a man. His family threatened, his beliefs attacked, his way of life destroyed, his whole world coming to an end - he will kill. Make no mistake. He won't let the new order roll over him without a struggle.

they said, as the soldiers and the dressers said, the perfunctory words, "Have patience! a little courage! What's the good of grieving? Suppose you kill yourself, what then? One gets accustomed to everything; be reasonable!

You should not expect a monster to change, even at the end of a fairy tale. For in a children's story, the monster must be killed. If he remains alive, his nature will be limned. There is no gentling of an abomination.

In Russia, meanwhile, dedicated young people kept trying to kill the tsar.

Our strategy in going after this army is very simple. First we are going to cut it off, and then we are going to kill it.

i learned that predators don't intentionally choose the weak or old or sick. they kill what they can, which means the slow members of the pack. thus, they strengthen the very gene pool they're feeding from. the threshold for what is weak, old or sick gets raised, and the strength, speed and instincts of new generations of hunters grow. a beautiful, self-perpetuating system where evolution is the antithesis of entropy.

This unholy masquerade when reality does fade, the imprint of the God on our mortal-stained facade. Saints and spirits strip the earth of the straining hope of birth. "Kill the hope with grasping grave," cries the earthly mortal slave.

I glanced at the Bear, who shook his head. "As much as it pains me to say, you are the better horseman." I shook my head. "It's an Appaloosa. Isn't that the horse the Cheyenne traditionally rode into battle?" "It was, because by the time you ride an Appaloosa some distance, you are ready to kill anything.

but animals can read confidence in a fellow hunter and there's nothing more unnerving than moving in for the kill on something that shows no fear.

Anyone had the potential to kill, under the right circumstances.

By God, don't interrupt me! You'll never be able to change what they say. You'll never be able to stop them. The rumors will go on, and you can't crush them, you can't silence them. You can even kill a man, Justin, dozens of them, but the past will not change, and you'll still be my son. Curse that fact if you wish, but you can't change it. You'll die trying… and that would break me as nothing else could, Justin.

Total strangers trying to kill me make me feel right at home.

Well, it looks like you're on a mission to kill someone, Grace said. And since you won't look good in an orange jumpsuit, I thought we could discuss. I'd totally rock an orange jumpsuit. No one rocks orange. Talk to me.

You're sweet to humor me. He nearly choked on a fry. There was the sweet again. He should have killed someone this week; that would have taken care of that.

Thomas was an annoying wiseass who tended to make everyone he met want to kill him, and when I have that much in common with someone, I can't help but like him a little.

Rest. Heal. Sleep. I shall most likely kill you on the morrow." "You? A Princess Bride quote?" I croaked. "What is that?" she asked.

The last time I was at a supernatural shindig, I got poisoned and then everything there tried to kill me. So I burned the whole place to the ground.

Martin was alphabetizing my bookshelves. They used to kill men for sacrilege like that.

You may never know a night's peace again. Knowledge is power, young man. Power to do good and power to do harm. Some knowledge can hurt. Some can kill.

Susan screamed. I screamed. The vampire screamed. The Ick . . . did that teakettle thing. And then we all started trying to kill one another.