Sublime

Goad had been corresponding for a while with Richard Ramirez, who as the “Night Stalker” was responsible for killing over a dozen people. “After I sent him the Rape issue, his letters stopped,” recalls Goad. “One of Ramirez’s pen pals later informed me that Ricky had asked him, ‘Don’t you think that issue went a little too far?’”

one of the most interesting things about Max was that “perpetual war with himself that made him in the end a ‘prey to sadness.’ ” It was the “despairing refusal to be oneself” which really means that a man “does not give the consent of his will to his own being.”

He lived up to the highest conceivable moral standard. He was the best friend I ever met during my long years in prison!” This is the story of Dr. J., “the mass murderer of Steinhof.” How can we dare to predict the behavior of man? We may predict the movements of a machine, of an automaton; more than this, we may even try to predict the mechanisms

“But I started digging,” said Eli, “and the few case studies I could dig up—unofficial ones, of course, and this shit was a pain to find—the people in them weren’t just traumatized, Vic. They died.

But it was entirely in his nature to sting you – even as he was about to go under.

The desk clerk, whose name-plate identified him as G. O. Horner, was a thin, elderly man with protuberant eyes that gave him an expression of intense interest and curiosity. The expression was false. After thirty years in the business, people meant no more to him than individual bees do to a beekeeper. Their differences were lost in a welter of

He saw that she was about to speak. She moved her clumsy shoe a few centimetres and deliberately crushed a twig. Her feet seemed to have grown broader, he noticed. ‘I betrayed you,’ she said baldly. ‘I betrayed you,’ he said. She gave him another quick look of dislike. ‘Sometimes,’ she said, ‘they threaten you with something something you can’t

“What you want are men who have killed, face to face, in the name of their country. That gives them a trauma they can only bear by keeping it behind a wall of patriotism. Then you keep the work this man does for you behind that same wall. Just tell him it’s for national security, to protect people from terrorism, or whatever resonates with him. If

“I think, if you didn’t kill him yourself, that you might be afraid to know who did. Because it could be someone you care about.” McAnnis had hoped to provoke a reaction, a grimace or another tell to betray the secret Jane Garmond wished to keep hidden, but she remained unreadable. She picked up her teacup and turned toward the screen door. “You’ll