Vans are the vehicles of murderers. Serial Killers. Rapists. Thieves. Nothing good — Shalom Auslander
Where do murderers go, man! Who’s to doom, when the judge himself is dragged to the bar? — Herman Melville
Missing you?” she giggled incredulously. “I could cheerfully murder you.” “I’d come — Judith McNaught
3,000 of my neighbors were murdered. My country was, utterly unprovoked, savagely attacked. — Frank Miller