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“Finally, this being America, there is the constant possibility of murder.”
― Bill Bryson, A Walk in the Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail

“I haven't blocked out the past. I wouldn't trade the person I am, or what I've done, or the people I've known, for anything. So I do think about it. And at times it's a rather mellow trip to lay back and remember.”
― Ted Bundy

“He liked murder. Murder and long walks had been two of his favorite things when he was younger.”
― Derek Landy, Dark Days

“We are killing, every one of us, every moment of the day - just by living. And if one realizes this, is this very realization itself not a conscious consent to murder? If a truly circumspect Jain was truly serious about not killing anything, wouldn't his only recourse be to kill himself?”
― Mark X., Citations: A Brief Anthology

“I ordered one more and the bartender made a deal with me. He'd only splash whiskey on my ice if I gave him my car keys. That sounded like a good deal to me and I took it.

"Death is my beat"

"Technically, I don't work for you. My paper has rules about reporters misrepresenting themselves."
Schifino reached into his pocket and pulled out his cash. He handed a dollar across the desk to me. I reached across the murder scene photos to take it.
"There," he said. "I just paid you a dollar. You work for me."

I thought he was guilty as sin. It was the only way I could live with losing the case.

Abasiophilia.
Paraphilia.
Single-Bullet Theory: "I mean like the love of your life. Everybody's got one person out there. One bullet. And if you're lucky in life, you get to meet that person. And once you do, once you're shot through the heart, then there's nobody else. No matter what happens--death, divorce, infidelity, whatever--nobody else can ever come close. That's the single-bullet theory."

Unrelenting pain. He waited for someone to stop it. To save him from it. But no one came. No one heard him.
He waited in darkness.”
― Michael Connelly, The Scarecrow