Mark David Chapman Quotes

I am not sorry for my crime.

If you really kill, you don't want to talk about it.

You wont hear anything from me that says I didn't kill David. I did kill him.

There is absolutely no justification for the killing of this defenseless individual. This is a deed which is deeply repugnant and utterly reprehensible

For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.

Nothing spoils a confession like repentance.

Well enough for old folks to rise early, because they have done so many mean things all their lives they can't sleep anyhow.

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

The greatest chastisement that a man may receive who hath outraged another, is to have done the outrage; and there is no man who is so rudely punished as he that is subject to the whip of his own repentance.

Murder offers the promise of vast relief. It is never unsexual.

Few things are as bad as a guilty conscience.

Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.

How tedious is a guilty conscience!

Forgive me now - tomorrow I may no longer feel guilty.

sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man the most guilty.

Kill one man, and you are murderer.

Conscience, the executioner, shaking her secret scourge.

Be this thy brazen bulwark, to keep a clear conscience, and never turn pale with guilt.

If rape or arson, poison or the knife Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff Of this drab canvas we accept as life - It is because we are not bold enough!

A guilty conscience never feels secure.

Another murder I committed made the front page.

Conscience ... seldom comes to a man's aid while he is in the zenith of health and revelling in pomp and luxury upon illgotten spoils. It is generally the last act of his life, and it comes too late to be of much service to others here, or to himself hereafter.

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

True remorse is never just a regret over consequences; it is a regret over motive.

Murder is only killing in the wrong place.