Edmund Kemper

“What do you think, now, when you see a pretty girl walking down the street? One side of me says, "Wow, what an attractive chick. I'd like to talk to her, date her." The other side of me says, "I wonder how her head would look on a stick?"”

“The original purpose was gone. It was starting to weigh kind of heavy. The need I had for continuing death was needless and continuous. It wasn’t serving any physical or emotional purpose. It was just a pure waste of time. I wore out of it.”

“Death by torture.”

“This seemed only appropriate, as much as she’d bitched and screamed and yelled at me over so many years.”

“I just wondered how it would feel to shoot Grandma.”