Malcolm McDowell Quotes

For me, the scariest thing about a serial killer is that there's somebody who lives next door to you, running power tools late into the night, and you don't know he has a refrigerator full of penises.

Oh good. I love being bait for a homicidal mutilator." Stephanie Plum

No doubt Jack the Ripper excused himself on the grounds that it was human nature.

I am, after all, a thriller writer. I routinely delve into the darkest chambers of the human heart. I've written about murder, kidnapping, depravity, horror, violence, and disfigurement.

Bluebeard, who said to Scottland Yard, How do I know how many wives I've killed? I'm not an accountant! Never got a dinner!

Let's say you have an ax. Just a cheap one, from Home Depot. On one bitter winter day, you use said ax to behead a man. Don't worry, the man was already dead. Or maybe you should worry, because you're the one who shot him.

75%-90% of the murders that occur in black and Latino communities are solvable. Everybody knows who did it or somebody knows. The reason nobody talks is because snitches get stitches and people aren't bulletproof.

I hate the murderer, love him murdered.

Everything has to do with murder.

Our law enforcement agencies have found bodies in the desert, either buried or just lying out there, that have been beheaded.

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

Who shot him? I asked. The grey man scratched the back of his neck and said: Somebody with a gun.

I'm into, oh murders and executions mostly. It depends.

Any time a negro community lives under fear that its churches are going to be bombed, then they have to realize they're living in a war zone.

Besides, who wants to read about success, anyway? Successful serial murderers, maybe.

The more featureless and commonplace a crime is, the more difficult it is to bring it home.

If I'm not a murderer," asked Corny, "how come I keep killing people?

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

Perhaps I'm being too optimistic, but I think this country is finally ready for a black serial killer.

He kissed her and killed her then dumped her body in the river.

A young woman is dead. I don’t care. You probably don’t care. The police don’t care. The papers don’t care. The punks for the most part don’t care. The only people that care are (I suppose) her parents and (I’m almost certain) the boy accused of murdering her.

If you wanna get away with murder, all you gotta do is shoot somebody in the head and put a demo tape in their pocket! 'This is a rap killing! Let's get outta here!'

Some nutter's gone and pulled a Jack the Ripper.

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

Another murder I committed made the front page.