“First, I'll kill the dog with kindness, and if that doesn't work, I'll just kill him.”
“Crazy Ash just doesn't have the same ring as Don't-bother-me-or-I'll-kill-you Ash.”
“He was crazy, Michael thought, but he appeared to be nice-crazy, and not I'll-kill-you-I'll-kill-you crazy.”
“I could never kill myself. What if it doesn't work. Then I'll have failed at the only thing that could save me from my failures. Where do you go from there?”
“Good night, Westley. Good work. Sleep well. I'll most likely kill you in the morning.”
“I'm going to kill him," Rand possionately, leaning in. "I'm going to end the Dark One. We will never have true peace so long as he is there, lurking. I'll rip open the prison, I'll enter it and I'll face him. I'll build a new prison if I have to, but first, I'm going to try to end all of this. Protect the Pattern, the Wheel, for good.”