Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

I am profoundly fascinated by cruelty, fear, horror and death. My films show my preoccupation with violence, the pathology of violence.

Everything seems beautiful because you don't understand. Those flying fish, they're not leaping for joy, they're jumping in terror. Bigger fish want to eat them. That luminous water, it takes its gleam from millions of tiny dead bodies, the glitter of putrescence. There's no beauty here, only death and decay.

Murder had a blood red door on the other side of which was everything unimaginable to everyone.

This death cult has no reason and is beyond negotiation. This is what makes it so frightening. This is what causes so many to engage in a sort of mental diversion. They don't want to confront this horror. So they rush off in search of more comprehensible things to hate.

We have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began.

There are many people who live with terrorism every day.

War is hell. You can't photograph a flying bullet, but you can capture genuine fear.

Fascism is not defined by the number of its victims, but by the way it kills them.

The first time I experienced war, I thought the world was ending.

All violence consists in some people forcing others, under threat of suffering or death, to do what they do not want to do.

There is no good terror and bad terror. Terror is terror. There's not terror that you can accept and terror that you cannot accept. Terror is terror. Murder is murder.

I am depressed rather at the wave of brutality sweeping over the country.

When my son was murdered, people asked me how I felt about God and what had happened to my son. I said, 'No, you can't go there. You have to understand that there is a devil, and he works 24/7. Whoever murdered our son was with the devil.'

Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

I'm interested in the dark side of man. I'm interested in taboos, and murder is the greatest taboo. Characters are fascinating in their extremity, not in their happiness.

Revenge is barren of itself: it is the dreadful food it feeds on; its delight is murder, and its end is despair.

He killed his enemies because he was afraid they would kill him. Amin ordered entire tribes to be put to death, because he feared they would rebel.

Each murder is one too many.

My mind revolts and my soul cannot support the weight of so much evil: theft, rape, pillage, deaths, and murders, fires and devastation; the virgin violated, the cry of the widow and the orphan; the father armed against his son and each one looking for his brother to kill him; of those who have migrated; of the thousands who have fled; of the bodies stretched out in the public streets; of the bones which cover the fields and of so much blood shed on Venezuela’s soil.

We can easily defeat the armies of Mexico, slaughter them by thousands.... Is not Life miserable enough, comes not death soon enough without resort to the hideous enginery of War? People of the U.S.! Your rulers are precipitating you into a fathomless abyss of crime and calamity! Why sleep you thoughtless on its verge, as though this was not your business?

Horror is the natural reaction to the last 5,000 years of history

What I would like to emanate from the darkness of this tragedy is one spark of life. I mean, the realization that crime does not begin when you murder people. Crime begins with propaganda, even if such propaganda is for a good cause. The moment propaganda turns against another nation or against any human being, evil starts.

Death By A Thousand Cuts