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“This pattern keeps repeating itself: murders happen, the murderer is caught and confined. They are never successfully rehabilitated, none have ever admitted to remembering or consciously committing any of the murders. The murders stop happening while they are confined, but once they die, within one to one-and-a half cycles, it starts happening again.”

“We are far from complex. We express emotions no matter how much we beg to suppress them. We cry, cling to what we feel will not leave, and nurture ourselves as vulnerable children. We cower from our notion of how much one can endure, and shield our ears, eyes, and mouth to hinder evil. Humanity is simply the facade of the vulnerable human spirit; we are terrified creatures, walking creations, and creators of consequences. I believe we are human enough when we are forced into the dark with nothing but our fear that calls for inevitable courage. " (The Latent Identities Of Darwin)”

“Get ready, old chap. Marriage is less about love and more about who is right. There are men in this world, who can’t stand the regular Joe having a good life. These men have always gotta be stepping on someone. Makes them feel important, and they are usually standing behind a flag or a Bible to knock the other guy down. Don’t let these people take your dreams away. It was a gut feeling she couldn’t explain except that it felt right— like thread going through a needle. Envy is a horrible taskmaster. It turns the nicest people into snakes.”

“Despite the extraordinary efforts taken to bring the killer to justice, one of my great disappointments with the case was that we lacked the good fortune to give the people an ending, less so the sort it deserved. In turn, those vast and interconnected stories, provided and investigated, go without an ending to this day." ~ Chief Inspector Frederick Abberline, the Ripper Lives: To Catch a Killer (1/10)”

“The figure in the cloak had turned, waving a fist in the air in a gesture of pure spite. ‘Damn you!’ My whispered curse came as I drew my revolver, pausing only to take aim. Two shots rang out, shattering the very air between us. I could not be sure if the heavy bullets had found their mark; the fiend whirling around behind a chimney-stack a moment after I fired. A groan from the blackness below-it was Holmes!. - John Watson, Sherlock Holmes and the Whitechapel Murders”

“Who killed Thursby?’ Spade said: ‘I don’t know.’ Bryan rubbed his black eyeglass-ribbon between thumb and fingers and said knowingly: ‘Perhaps you don’t, but you certainly could make an excellent guess.’ ‘Maybe, but I wouldn’t.’ The District Attorney raised his eyebrows. ‘I wouldn’t,’ Spade repeated. He was serene. ‘My guess might be excellent or it might be crummy, but Mrs Spade didn’t raise any children dippy enough to make guesses in front of a District Attorney, an Assistant District Attorney, and a stenographer.’ ‘Why shouldn’t you, if you’ve nothing to conceal?’ ‘Everybody,’ Spade responded mildly, ‘has something to conceal.’ ‘And you have – ?’ ‘My guesses, for one thing.”

“When you read the account of a murder - or, say, a fiction story based on murder - you usually begin with the murder itself. That's all wrong. The murder begins a long time beforehand. A murder is the culmination of a lot of different circumstances, all converging at a given moment at a given point. People are brought into it from different parts of the globe and for unforeseen reasons. [...] The murder itself is the end of the story. It's Zero Hour.” He paused. “It's Zero Hour now.”