59+ Best Ted Bundy Quotes: Exclusive Selection

Theodore Robert Bundy was an American serial killer who kidnapped, raped, and murdered numerous young women and girls during the 1970s and possibly earlier. Profoundly inspirational Ted Bundy quotes will encourage growth in life, make you wiser and broaden your perspective.

Famous Ted Bundy Quotes

I don’t want to die. I’m not going to kid you. I deserve the most extreme punishment society has I think society deserves to be protected from me and others like me.

We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow.

I think I stand as much of a chance of dying in front of a firing squad or in a gas chamber as you do of being killed on a plane flight home. Let’s hope you don’t.

You feel the last bit of breath leaving their body. You’re looking into their eyes. A person in that situation is God!

Guilt. It’s this mechanism we use to control people. It’s an illusion. It’s a kind of social control mechanism and it’s very unhealthy. It does terrible things to the body.

I like killing people because it is so much fun. It is more fun than killing wild game in the forest because man is the most dangerous animal of them all.

People say, ‘Ted Bundy didn’t show any emotion, there must be something in there.’ I showed emotion. You know what people said? ‘See, he really can get violent and angry.

I’m Jesus Christ. Whether you want to accept it or not, I don’t care.

Jim and Fred, I’d like you to give my love to my family and friends.

If you’re going to do something, do it well. And leave something witchy.

I’m the most cold hearted son of a bitch you’ll ever meet.

The only thing they can get me for is running a funeral parlor without a license.

We serial killers are your sons. We are your husbands. We are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow.

A clown can get away with murder.

I didn’t know what made people want to be friends. I didn’t know what made people attractive to one another. I didn’t know what underlay social interactions. 

I struck him to the floor with a heavy chair when he, with one cry for help ending in a groan of anguish, ceased to breathe.

I don’t think anybody doubts whether I’ve done some bad things. The question is: what, of course, and how and most importantly, why?

The killing was a means to an end. That was the least satisfactory part. I didn’t enjoy doing that. That’s why I tried to create living zombies with uric acid in the drill [to the head], but it never worked. No, the killing was not the objective. I just wanted to have the person under my complete control, not having to consider their wishes, being able to keep them there as long as I wanted

You wanna make a circus? You got a circus. I’ll rain on your parade, Jack. You’ll see a thunderstorm. This will not be the little drama you’ve arranged.

I separated the joints, the arm joints, the leg joints, and had to do two boilings. I think I used four boxes of Soilex for each one, put in the upper portion of the body and boiled that for about two hours and then the lower portion for another two hours. The Soilex removes all the flesh, turns it into a jelly like like substance and it just rinses off. Then I laid the clean bones in a light bleach solution, left them there for a day and spread them out on either newspaper or cloth and let them dry for about a week in the bedroom.

You feel the last bit of breath leaving their body. You’re looking into their eyes. A person in that situation is God!

First I stripped her naked. How she did kick, bite and scratch. I choked her to death then cut her in small pieces so I could take my meat to my rooms, cook and eat it. How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven. It took me 9 days to eat her entire body. I did not fuck her, though, I could of sic had I wished. She died a virgin.

The ultimate possession was, in fact, the taking of the life. And then the physical possession of the remains.

One side of me says, I’d like to talk to her, date her. The other side of me says, I wonder what her head would look like on a stick?

We all go a little mad sometimes.

I remember there was actually a sexual thrill  you hear that little pop and pull their heads off and hold their heads up by the hair. Whipping their heads off, their body sitting there. That’d get me off.

You reach that jumping off point where you begin to wonder if actually doing it will give you something beyond just reading about it or looking at it.

Yes, I went back and strangled her again, and finally killed her at that time.

I have known people who radiate vulnerability. Their facial expressions say I am afraid of you. These people invite abuse. By expecting to be hurt, do they subtly encourage it?

That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal

Try to touch the past. Try to deal with the past. It’s not real. It’s just a dream

My knife’s so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance

Murder is not about lust and it’s not about violence. It’s about possession

She isn’t missing. She’s at the farm right now.

Well meaning, decent people will condemn the behavior of a Ted Bundy, while they’re walking past a magazine rack full of the very kinds of things that send young kids down the road to be Ted Bundys.

We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow

What’s one less person on the face of the earth, anyway?

You feel the last bit of breath leaving their body. You’re looking into their eyes. A person in that situation is God!

I haven’t blocked out the past. I wouldn’t trade the person I am, or what I’ve done, or the people I’ve known, for anything. So I do think about it. And at times it’s a rather mellow trip to lay back and remember.

Murder is not about lust and it’s not about violence. It’s about possession.

You are going to kill me, and that will protect society from me. But out there are many, many more people who are addicted to pornography, and you are doing nothing about that.

There are lots of other kids playing in streets around this country today who are going to be dead tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day and month, because other young people are reading the kinds of things and seeing the kinds of things that are available in the media today. 

Since this girl in front of him represented not a person, but again the image, or something desirable, the last thing we would expect him to want to do would be to personalize this person Chattering and flattering and entertaining, as if seen through a motion picture screen.

I’ve met a lot of men who were motivated to commit violence just like me. And without exception, without question, every one of them was deeply involved in pornography. 

I don’t think anybody doubts whether I’ve done some bad things. The question is: what, of course, and how and, maybe even most importantly, why?

I didn’t know what made people want to be friends. I didn’t know what made people attractive to one another. I didn’t know what underlay social interactions.

There lots of other kids playing in streets around this country today who are going to be dead tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day and month, because other young people are reading the kinds of things and seeing the kinds of things that are available in the media today.

What’s one less person on the face of the earth, anyway?

I didn’t know what made people want to be friends. I didn’t know what made people attractive to one another. I didn’t know what underlay social interactions.

I don’t feel guilty for anything. I feel sorry for people who feel guilt.

We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow.

I just liked to kill, I wanted to kill.

Society wants to believe it can identify evil people, or bad or harmful people, but it’s not practical. There are no stereotypes

I deserve, certainly, the most extreme punishment society has, and society deserves to be protected from me and from others like me, that’s for sure.

Countless millions who have walked this earth before us have gone through this, so this is just an experience we all share

Well meaning, decent people will condemn the behavior of a Ted Bundy, while they’re walking past a magazine rack full of the very kinds of things that send young kids down the road to be Ted Bundy

Guilt? It’s this mechanism we use to control people. It’s an illusion. It’s a kind of social control mechanism  and it’s very unhealthy. It does terrible things to our bodies. And there are much better ways to control our behavior than that rather extraordinary use of guilt.

We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow.