Quotations About / On: MURDER
Murder is born of love, and love attains the greatest intensity in murder.
(Octave Mirbeau (1850-1917), French journalist, author. "The Manuscript," The Torture Garden (1899).)
We don't murder, we kill.... You don't murder animals, you kill them.
(Samuel Fuller, U.S. screenwriter. Sergeant (Lee Marvin), The Big Red One, to young soldier who questions whether war isn't murder (1980).)
Murder is terribly exhausting.
(Albert Camus (1913-1960), French-Algerian novelist, dramatist, philosopher. Gallimard (1958). The Mother in The Misunderstanding, act 1, sc. 1, Pléiade (1962).)
Murder begins where self-defense ends.
(Georg Büchner (1813-1837), German dramatist, revolutionary. Trans. by Gerhard P. Knapp (1995). Danton's Death, act I (1835).)
Murder is catching.
(Herman Melville (1819-1891), U.S. author. Mardi (1849), ch. 35, The Writings of Herman Melville, vol. 3, eds. Harrison Hayford, Hershel Parker, and G. Thomas Tanselle (1970).)
Anybody who's been through a divorce will tell you that at one point ... they've thought murder. The line between thinking murder and doing murder isn't that major.
(Oliver Stone (b. 1946), U.S. film director. Rolling Stone, p. 61 (December 29, 1994).
On going through a divorce and commenting on O.J. Simpson's alleged murder of his wife, Nicole.)
Charging a man with murder in this place was like handing out speeding tickets at the Indy 500.
(John Milius, U.S. screenwriter, Francis Ford Coppola (b. 1939), and Michael Herr. Captain Willard (Martin Sheen), Apocalypse Now (1979).)
Shocking writing is like murder: the questions the jury must decide are the questions of motive and intent.
(E.B. (Elwyn Brooks) White (1899-1985), U.S. author, editor. Interview in Writers at Work, Eighth Series (1988).)
A joke, even if it be a lame one, is nowhere so keenly relished or quickly applauded as in a murder trial.
(Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835-1910), U.S. author, and Charles Dudley Warner (1829-1900), U.S. author, editor. The Gilded Age, ch. 54 (1873).)
Help a man against his will and you do the same as murder him.
(Horace [Quintus Horatius Flaccus] (65-8 B.C.), Roman poet. Ars Poetica, l. 467 (c. 13 B.C.).)