We should know who they are, before we kill them. That’s just being polite.
There is only one way to truly possess a wild animal. To make it your own. To kill it.
Shoot all the bluejays you want, if you can hit ’em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.
Not only the brave get killed, but the brave have a better chance at it.
Movement is life;’ and it is well to be able to forget the past, and kill the present by continual change.
KILLING FOR PEACE IS LIKE F***ING FOR CHASTITY.
It’s a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don’t give it the power to do its killing.
It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.
It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished who kill not in large companies, and to the sound of trumpets; it is the rule.
In war you do not exercise the right of private judgement. That is what is so dangerous. Once a man is imbued with the idea that he knows who ought to be allowed to live and who ought not – then he is halfway to becoming the most dangerous killer there is – the arrogant criminal who kills not for profit – but for an idea. He has usurped the functions of le bon Dieu.
In the absence of God he had found Man. Man killing man, man helping man, both of them anonymous: the scourge and the blessing.
If you want to kill someone, have enough respect for my time to make it someone, anyone, other than the most gobsmackingly obvious person in the world.
