Quotes About Crime

He'd spent nearly two hours with her before he'd killed her, and nearly an hour more after she'd been dead. Yet he hadn't left a trace. Clever boy.

Dallas, Lieutenant Eve, and aide, Peabody

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Lawyers and shrinks and suspects." "Oh my.

You've got a knack for the dead and the innocent.

Or the ploy Dahmer used—that classic had proven to do the job in all the decades following. Lone woman struggling to lift something heavy into the back of a vehicle. Can

Side, party got out of hand. Guy shot five people with a

International Resource Center on Criminal Activity

Life was easier when all I had to do was think about murder.

victims' diaries again, cross

Dial M for Murder in my book, same director. And that

It's that I no longer seem to know where I am. I seem to move around perfectly easily among people, to have perfectly normal relations with them. Is it possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participants in a crime of stupefying proportions? Am I fantasizing it all? I must be mad! Yet every day I see the evidences. The very people I suspect produce the evidence, exhibit it, offer it to me. Corpses. Fragments of corpses they have bought for money.

Obwohl diese afrikanischen Militärbanden oft nicht größer oder mächtiger sind als die organisierten kriminellen Banden in Asien oder Osteuropa, wird über ihre Aktivitäten in den Medien - sogar in den westlichen Medien - unter der Rubrik Politik (Geschehen aus aller Welt) respektvoll berichtet, statt unter der Rubrik Verbrechen.

The dead cannot be cheated, cannot be betrayed, unless you carry them with you in your heart and do the crime there.

It's that I no longer know where I am. I seem to move around perfectly easily among people, to have perfectly normal relations with them. Is it possible, I ask myself, that all of them are participants in a crime of stupefying proportions? Am I fantasizing it all? I must be mad! Yet every day I see the evidences. The very people I suspect produce the evidence, exhibit it, offer it to me. Corpses. Fragments of corpses that they have bought for money.

Qué le da a un desconocido, a un hombre que no la vio en su vida, el derecho a ponerse una toga escarlata y decir: «Una vida entera de encierro, ese es el valor de su vida»? O bien: «Veinticinco años en las minas de sal». ¡No tiene ningún sentido! ¡Hay crímenes que no se pueden medir!

Screamer's was packed tonight, full of women wearing leather and men who looked like they had advanced degrees in violent crime. Darius and his companion fit right in. Except they actually were killers.

Humans + alcohol x urge to kill=body count. Not what he or his business interests needed.

Cause that was the criminal justice system for you. Money talked, and creeps walked.

because crime, like illness and accidents, didn't recognize any distinction between weekdays and weekends.

Yeah, his being your friendly neighborhood drug lord, pimp, and enforcer really fit in with the Norman Rockwell routine. Totally.

If moderation is a fault, then indifference is a crime.

Such verdicts are crimes against truth. The Law is a lie, and through it men lie most shamelessly.

There are a number of writers who believe it is their duty to throw as many curve balls at the reader as possible. To twist and twist again. These are the Chubby Checkers of crime fiction and, while I admire the craft, I think that it can actually work against genuine suspense.