“The message of Christ isn't that you can't kill me. The message of Christ is you can kill me and that's not death.”

“You're killing me because you want me to give a message to God for you?" Jace shook his head, the point of the blade scraping across his throat. "You're crazier than I thought”

“My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death”

“Kill you all!" The clown was laughing and screaming. "Try to stop me and I'll kill you all! Drive you crazy and then kill you all! You can't stop me!”

“Even if you kill her, she'll still be alive-here." He tapped his chest. "In me. I keep her here. She's part of me. So until you kill me, you can't really kill her. And you can't win. It's that simple.”

“It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.”

“If the other fellow can't tell you his story, you can never be sure he isn't trying to kill you.”

“Really now: If you can't get me my newspaper on time, how can you expect me to refrain from killing people?”

“"H-he is a messenger for you. H-h-he brings a message."
"You stagger me, Simpkin! A messenger with a message! Extraordinary."”

“These young Americans sent a message to terrorists everywhere…. You can run but you can't hide.”