Holly Black Quotes

So?" Bob said. "Hat up, go kill her. Problem solved." "Bob," I said. "You can't just go around killing people." "I know. That's why you should do it." "No, no. I can't go around killing people, either.

Everything has to do with murder.

He kills people. Now I'm no expert, but doesn't that make you a bad person?" Jamie glared at Nick. "You've killed a lot more people than he has. What does that make you?" "Not a person," Nick murmured, not sounding particularly interested. "Surely you remember.

Every person I killed I strongly believe that they were bad. When I do go face God there is going to be lots of things I will have to account for but killing any of those people is not one of them.

I didn't kill innocent people.

I have killed no one and I have ordered no one to be killed.

In the morning he was lying dead on one of the beds fully clothed. He was dead. I got the impression he wanted to go, and I must have killed him. I can't remember strangling him. I just sat there shocked.

I have never yet heard of a murderer who was not afraid of a ghost.

I wasn't the man. If you want someone to kill people, you had to find somebody else.

… murderer and peasant slayer

Stalking the Angel [Joe]"I could off anybody in this place five times over." [Elvis]"Could you off someone and get away with you here?" [Joe]Head shake. "I'm too good even for me.

To my mind, to kill in war is not a whit better than to commit ordinary murder.

Still, it doesn't do to murder people, no matter how offensive they may be.

"Can't sleep with a dead man in my closet." "You killed someone?" asked Ben with interest.

If once we admit, be it for a single hour or in a single instance, that there can be anything more important than compassion for a fellow human being, then there is no crime against man that we cannot commit with an easy conscience.

Another murder I committed made the front page.

There are, fortunately, very few people who can say that they have actually attended a murder.

Wherever he goes, whatever he does, he will always see that word: murder—immortally inscribed upon the pediment of that vast slaughterhouse—humanity.

I never killed anyone. I avoid going over that edge by writing about a guy who has taken a flying leap over it.

It is an outrage that people can take other people's lives when they obviously haven't got their own lives in order.

I thought that Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman. I thought so right up to the moment that I cut his throat.

Here's a little tip for you. If you don't like being called a murderer, don't kill people.

Caroline Trent hadn't meant to shoot Percival Prewitt, but she had, and now he was dead. Or at least she thought he was dead.

We killed an innocent girl

Crime too is a form of solitude, even if one thousand get together to commit it. And it is right for me to die alone, after having lived and killed alone.