//reading Twenty Hours Rao: If I poisoned my husband this morning, it would feel really weird to teach this class. Student: Did you poison your husband this morning? Rao: I'm not married, so there's no one to poison.
Cirincione: I'm guessing none of you have planned murders.
Moose: I'm a fascist dictator, and if you don't do it by Tuesday, I'll kill you all.
Whitacre: you can you kill so many of your wives until people are like, "woah what's going on here?"
Wensen: I'm pretty sure that if I doused you in isoporpyl and lit you on fire it would be more than your hair that burned.
Gross: I don't know what people did before the internet. I guess that's when they went out on murdering sprees. Not that that's a bad thing.
// Rose trips on several backpacks Rose: Trying to kill me, huh? Student: How did you know? Rose: It's alright. It's alright.