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“Some families are so sick, so twisted, the only way out is for someone to die.”
― Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen

“Thieves are not so bad, and killing wears all possible costumes. There is no death, no murder that is better than any other. If you can kill me, the manner hardly bears consideration. You want to kill your own father, and you think it will make your sleep easier for the next seventy years if you can say you did it honorably. But your honor is blackened by patricide, and no amount of high-sounding formalities will make it white again.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, In the Night Garden

“One speech in't I chiefly loved.
T'was Aeneas' tale to Dido; and thereabout of it especially when he speaks of Priam's slaughter.
If it live in your memory, begin at this line”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet

“They knew what powerful sons did to their fathers - Zeus' thunderbolts still smell of singed flesh and patricide.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“I joined the army to learn how to kill my father. An irony; the only time the old man ever showed a glimmer of satisfaction with me was when I announced I was dropping out of college and enlisting. He thought I wanted to make the world safe for democracy, when in fact I wanted to make it safe from him. I intended to sign up under a false name. Become competent with a rifle. Then one night, while my father slept, I would sneak away from basic training, press the muzzle to his head - Harry Hines the failed and violent Pennsylvania farmer, Harry Hines the wife abuser and son beater, laying into me with his divining rods till my back was freckled with slivers of hazelwood - and blast him to Satan's backyard while he dreamed whatever dreams go through such a man's mind.”
― James K. Morrow

“...no one knows better than I what a good woman your mother was. But she had a weakness for misery and it led to her death. I don’t want the same thing to happen to you.”
― R.L. Martinez, Luna Station Quarterly: Issue 018

“Sya Omga had one regret: being able to kill her father only once.”
― Bert-Oliver Boehmer, Three Immortals