I Like Stories With Lots Of Psychology.

Some Of Our Most Exquisite Murders Have Been Domestic, Performed With Tenderness In Simple, Homey Places Like The Kitchen Table.

We Seem To Have A Compulsion These Days To Bury Time Capsules In Order To Give Those People Living In The Next Century Or So Some Idea Of What We Are Like. I Have Prepared One Of My Own. I Have Placed Some Rather Large Samples Of Dynamite, Gunpowder, And Nitroglycerin. My Time Capsule Is Set To Go Off In The Year 3000. It Will Show Them What We Are Really Like.

Our Primary Function Is To Create An Emotion And Our Secondary Function Is To Sustain That Emotions.

Blondes Make The Best Victims. They're Like Virgin Snow That Shows Up The Bloody Footprints.

I'm Frightened Of Eggs, Worse Than Frightened, They Revolt Me.