Alane Ferguson Quotes

If you've got a nice fresh corpse, fetch him out!

The killer looked up as the bullet hit him. He looked as if he were puzzled by some strange occurence, being too freshly dead to be aware of it.

I am fascinated by crime scene investigating. I swear, I wish I was a crime scene investigator sometimes!

I taped the autopsy photos from Marilyn Monroe's death to my lunch box in fifth grade, and I would write stories in which someone inevitably died.

Plot a murder, you're saying. But every plot is a murder in effect. To plot is to die, whether we know it or not.

Autopsies give us the facts but not the truth.

What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.

Mind the dead man, my dear.

...the reason for living was to get ready to stay dead a long time.

There's nothing like a headless corpse to bring a touch of excitement into one's life.

Moms Mabley said you have to say good things about the dead. I say, 'He's dead. Good.'

The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow to the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me.

He's no more human than I am, ma petite." At least I'm not dead." That can be remedied.

Once, I cut off a man's head, but he did not know it until he tried to brush his hair. Then it fell off.

Living in war is a co- existence with death.

Alexander the Great and his mule driver both died and the same thing happened to both.

I scrolled on down to the obituaries. I usually read the obituaries first as there is always the happy chance that one of them will make my day.

Boys play with death as though it were a game, cutting their teeth on daggers.

I have never killed any one, but I have read some obituary notices with great satisfaction.

What do we care, if the world is a joke? We'll give it a big kiss, we'll give it a poke. Death wears a big hat cause he's a big bloke.

Anyone can be killed.

Everything has to do with murder.

Aspirin will not bring dead hookers back to life.

Someone's dead," said Malfoy, and his voice seemed to go up an octave as he said it. "One of your people...I don't know who, it was dark...I stepped over the body...I was supposed to be waiting up here when you got back, only your Phoenix lot got in the way.

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