Quotes About Assassin

L'amore ci si parò dinanzi come un assassino sbuca fuori in un vicolo, quasi uscisse dalla terra, e ci colpì subito entrambi. Così colpisce il fulmine, così colpisce un coltello a serramanico!

L'amore ci aveva sorpreso inatteso e violento come un assassino che sbuchi fuori d'improvviso, e ci aveva pugnalato entrambi. Così colpisce il fulmine, così colpisce la lama finnica.

O amor caiu em cima de nós, como um assassino saído da terra, na travessa, fulminando imediatamente a ambos!

I love shooting guns. I would never shoot an animal or hunt, but I probably would be a very good hit woman. It's hand-in-glove for me.

Colder than the winter wind howling its dirge through the Southwest Forest. Colder than the snow blanketing tree, rock and earth in its silent shroud. Colder than ice that lay on water and hung in shards from branches and bushes. Colder than these was the smile of Ferahgo the Assassin!

Raptail blanched visibly as he bowed to Ferahgo. Nobeast, not even the Assassin himself, liked to do business with Farran the Poisoner. The black fox was not even part of the horde, he merely followed at a short distance, going and coming as he pleased. Raptail trotted off to do his master's bidding, dodging around rocks and behind sand barriers.

Assassin, you are a mystery / To me, I say to my reflection sometimes

I aint mad at you assassin. It's not the brave bad people I fear, it's the good people who are affraid.

An Assassin, a real Assassin, had to look like one - black clothes, hood, boots, and all. If they could wear any clothes, any disguise, then what could anyone do but spend all day in a small room with a loaded crossbow pointed at the door?

I USHERED SOULS INTO THE NEXT WORLD. I WAS THE GRAVE OF ALL HOPE. I WAS THE ULTIMATE REALITY. I WAS THE ASSASSIN AGAINST WHOM NO LOCK WOULD HOLD. Yes, point taken, but do you have any particular skills?

The Assassin moved quietly from roof to roof until he was well away from the excitement around the Watch House. His movements could be called cat-like, except that he did not stop to spray urine up against things.

I wonder what's the difference between ordinary councillors and privy councillors? wondered the merchant aloud. The assassin scowled at him. I think, he said, it is because you're expected to eat shit.

Lord Downey was an assassin. Or, rather, an Assassin. The capital letter was important. It separated those curs who went around murdering people for money from the gentlemen who were occasionally consulted by other gentlemen who wished to have removed, for a consideration, any inconvenient razor blades from the candyfloss of life

He] bowed his head, crossing himself, and so fervently did he pray that he almost missed the sound of the footsteps crossing the courtyard. But a man who has watched through many a long night waiting for that slight intake of breath that in the assassin makes before he sticks the dagger your back or slices his knife across your throat, can never again give himself over to prayer or sleep or even love-making without his sixth sense remaining ever watchful.

He just didn't look like the kind of creep that would messily murder a woman in her hotel room; he looked like the kind of creep that could line her up in the sights of an assassins rifle without a shred of emotion.

he looked like the kind of creep that would line her up in the sights of an assassin's rifle without a shred of emotion.

What about them, you adorable man?" "I am not adorable. I am a trained assassin." "Yes, you're very, very scary," she assured him.

Pete Rose warned, "When you mess with my pride you're going to get into trouble." Michael Jordan is another prideful man. When challenged on the basketball court he exhibited what golfer Sam Snead called a "cool mad." In the playoffs, Jordan was always the smiling assassin.

You think he's got 'government badass' tattooed on his chest? I murmured. A faint grimace skewed Luther's mouth. And 'I'd tell you but I'd have to kill you' on his ass.

One day some other Prime will threaten our House, and when that day comes, I'll kill him." What? I'll do it quiet and clean, and nobody will ever know." Leon smiled. "I'm going to be a dark horse, House Baylor's secret. I'll be the best assassin. A legend. They'll never see me coming." I would kill Kurt. I would strangle him with my bare hands.

A bone-deep weariness gripped the assassin

An assassin should never see the face behind the victim's mask.

The assassin stepped in then, his left hand moving in a high swing that buried its blade in the councilman's neck.

Murillio sighed. 'Rallick Nom.' 'What of him?' 'I wish he were here.' 'Why?' 'So he could kill someone. Anyone. The man's a wonder at simplifying matters.' Coll grunted a laugh. '"Simplifying matters." Wait until I tell him that one. Hey, Rallick, you're not an assassin, you know, you're just a man who simplifies.