Hanbei Kitou: Who are you? You're no samurai. Koyata: So what? Do only samurai matter in this world? I thought samurai would be fun but you bore me. You're useless, even more useless in great numbers. Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: [stabs him] This man s...
Narrator: He was ashamed of his boasting, his pretensions of courage and ruthlessness. He was sorry about his cold-bloodedness, his dispassion, his inability to express what he now believed was the case: That he truly regretted killing Jesse, that he...
Jesse James: You ever count the stars? I can't ever get the same number, they keep changin' on me. Ed Miller: I don't even know what a star is, exactly... Jesse James: Well, your body knows, it's your mind that forgot.
People are just fascinated by assassinations.
The best government is a benevolent tyranny tempered by an occasional assassination.
Assassination is the extreme form of censorship.
Assassin: For the blood of the Irish!
I especially object to having my character assassinated by reference to events from my past which bear absolutely no relationship to the question of who the anthrax killer is.
I do not like assassins, or men of low character.
I know now what was happening to me, what was overwhelming me, what was about to consume and almost destroy me. Didier had even given me a name for it - assassin grief, he'd once called it: the kind of grief that lies in wait and attacks you from amb...
By connecting Oswald to several parts of the JFK–Almeida coup plan, those working for Marcello, Trafficante, and Rosselli could ensure that when Oswald surfaced as the main suspect, the CIA and other agencies would have to cover up much information...
They do not learn, fixed in their ways as they are. You are naïve to think otherwise. It’s an illness, Assassin, for which there is but one cure.’ ‘You’re wrong. And that’s why you must be put to rest.’ ‘Am I not unlike those precious ...
Well, look who's on my front porch," he said, speaking Empire with this odd hissing accent. "A murderer and a cross-dressing pirate." I looked down at my clothes, ripped and shredded and covered in mud and sand and dried blood. I'd forgotten I was dr...
Has no one done my son a service and assassinated you yet?" "No assassins yet," Wit said, amused. "I guess I've already got too much ass sass of my own."..."Oh really, Wit" she said. "I thought that kind of humour was beneath you." "So are you techni...
Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: Hanbei? Hanbei Kitou: Huh? Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: You think the age of war was like this? Hanbei Kitou: Perhaps Lord Naritsugu Matsudaira: It's magnificent. With death comes gratitude for life. If a man has lived in vai...
Dick Liddil: Did you cook this, ma'am? Sarah Hite: I've got a nigga woman. Major George Hite: [short of hearing] How's that? Sarah Hite: [louder and slower] Dick asked if I cooked this! Major George Hite: Did ya? Sarah Hite: ...No! Wood Hite: [whispe...
Bowery Saloon Singer: [singing] Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life. Three children, they were brave. But that dirty little coward... [Bob draws his gun and shoots the floor of the saloon] Robert Ford: I'm Robert Ford... [saloon patrons stand in s...
Wood Hite: [about Dick] His philanderin' ways have instigated such malice. He's a yellow snake in the grass and can't be trusted. Wilbur Ford: Dick told me a complete other version of that affair. Robert Ford: [upstairs, waking Dick] Wood Hite's down...
The death of democracy is not likely to be an assassination from ambush. It will be a slow extinction from apathy, indifference, and undernourishment.
Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous.
Words without actions are the assassins of idealism.
