“I wish you all had one neck and that I had my hands on it.”
“You know what I wish? I wish all the scum of the Earth had one throat and I had my hands about it.”
“I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.”
“Caligula wished that the Roman people had but one neck that he might cut it off, and as I read this letter I am afraid that for a moment I was capable of wishing the same thing concerning the laboring class of America.”
“If I had three magic wishes, I’d use the first wish for one more, to replace the one I just wasted wishing for something I already had.”
“Nothing but this: I did not do it. Yet now I wish I had... I wish I had enough poison for you all. You make me sorry that I am not the monster you would have me be, yet there it is.”