#crime

I didn't break into comics to write fairytales or crime comics. ↗

— Mark Millar

#comics #crime #fairytales #i #into

My argument is not that I shouldn't have been punished, but that the punishment didn't fit the crime. ↗

— Kevin Mitnick

#been #crime #fit #i #punished

In the last 10 years, in narcotics task forces, in a number of violent crime task forces, we've worked very closely together with state and local law enforcement. ↗

— Robert Mueller

#crime #enforcement #forces #last #law

All my instincts are one way, and all the facts are the other, and I much fear that British juries have not yet attained that pitch of intelligence when they will give the preference to my theories over Lestrade's facts. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#criminal-justice #detectives #evidence #facts #insight

A friend to honesty and a foe to crime. ↗

— Allan Pinkerton

#foe #friend #honesty

Every single person in jail for a violent crime had a nightmare childhood. ↗

— Rob Reiner

#crime #every #had #jail #nightmare

I would feel horrible to think I had put my name on a pistol permit and allowed someone to carry around a gun and they committed another crime. ↗

— Mike Rutherford

#another #around #carry #committed #crime

I sincerely believe that if Bush and Cheney recognized the full humanity of other people's mothers around the world, they wouldn't commit the crimes they commit. ↗

— Wallace Shawn

#believe #bush #cheney #commit #crimes

Do you know, Watson," said he, "that it is one of the curses of a mind with a turn like mine that I must look at everything with reference to my own special subject. You look at these scattered houses, and you are impressed by their beauty. I look at them, and the only thought which comes to me is a feeling of their isolation and of the impunity with which crime may be committed there. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#crime #impunity #isolation #rural-life #sherlock-holmes

I stood behind the man’s chair, my blade at his throat. “Why do you do it?” I asked, knowing he wouldn’t answer. “Kill people, and blow up buildings, and sell drugs?” It was what they all did. Committed crimes. That was why I killed them. “You’re a criminal, a terrorist, a danger. And I have been asked to take you out.” I told him. I was legend now, yet he asked the same question all the others did. “What is your name?” My sensitive ears tuned out the slit as my sword cut his neck. I walked around the chair to see his face. I watched as his eyes–slowly at first–changed from blue to milky white. His skin went pale. And as I heard him take his last breath, I ducked in so my lips hovered at his ear, and whispered, “My name, is Sharden. ↗

— Alysha Speer

#body-of-blades #crime #kill #punishment #sharden