“Right now, me get­ting killed would be redun­dant.”

“Right now, me getting killed would be redundant....You could stab a knife right through my heart and you'd be too late....Right now, getting killed would be a breath of spring.”

“Why would I kill to know what she's thinking right now? Probably because I enjoy killing.”

“The lyrics,'Tell me would you kill to save a life...would you kill to prove you're right?' They've often made me wonder, what would make a good man do something...you know, really awful, like kill or whatever. And well, now...I guess I have my answer don't I?”

“I was in the ecstasy of babies then. I was on a long, oxytocin high. Noone told me about this. Noone told me I would feel like a wild animal ready to kill or be killed at a moment’s notice with no hesitation at all right now for my baby. I would sit on the bed at night nursing Lally and I would imagine a lion jumping through the window. I would plan how to kill him. I knew the lion would be immediately dead. I knew that no matter what, my baby would survive.”

“Ac­cord­ing to the agent, the se­cret to get­ting fa­mous is you just keep say­ing yes.”