My Favorite Murder Quotes

“It fought, like the angels and devils, in mid-air, cleaving the atmosphere like a bird, describing a parabolic curve and descending upon its victim at just the exact angle of incidence to make the most of its velocity and weight.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“When Death comes cloaked in mystery, he is terrible indeed.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“The fever of battle burned hot in its heart; its brain was intoxicated with the wine of strife.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“Like a plant that has struck its root into some poisonous mineral, my poor uncle was dying slowly upward.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“This irrascible and implacable brute—this incarnate thunderbolt—this monster of the upper deep, I had seen reposing in the shade of an adjacent tree, dreaming dreams of conquest and glory.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“Some deep disappointment in early life had soured its disposition, and it had declared war upon the whole world.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“At about this time something occurred which caused my cup of joy, already full, to overflow on all sides, a circular cataract of bliss.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder

“May it please your honour, crimes are ghastly or agreeable only by comparison.”
― Ambrose Bierce, My Favorite Murder