The thing about oracles is that they talk back.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

Summertime is always the best of what might be.

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is.

Harry, you wonderful boy, you brave, brave man.

I love the name of honor more than I fear death.

The dead are merely the countrymen of my future.

In so many senseless deaths, beauty is to blame.

Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt

Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

On their deathbed men will speak true, they say.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill.

Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath.