We should have everybody cutting everybody else's throat in five minutes.' 'That means YOU would like to be cutting everybody's throat,' said Birkin.
'How does that follow ?' asked Gerald crossly.
'No man,' said Birkin, 'cuts another man's throat unless he wants to cut it, and unless the other man wants it cutting.

This is a complete truth.

It takes two people to make a murder: a murderer and a murderee.
And a murderee is a man who is murderable.

And a man who is murderable is a man who in a profound if hidden lust desires to be murdered.' 'Sometimes you talk pure nonsense,' said Gerald to Birkin.

'As a matter of fact, none of us wants our throat cut, and most other people would like to cut it for us--some time or other--' 'It's a nasty view of things, Gerald,' said Birkin, 'and no wonder you are afraid of yourself and your own unhappiness.' 'How am I afraid of myself ?' said Gerald; 'and I don't think I am unhappy.' 'You seem to have a lurking desire to have your gizzard slit, and imagine every man has his knife up his sleeve for you,' Birkin said.
'How do you make that out ?' said Gerald.
'From you,' said Birkin.
There was a pause of strange enmity between the two men, that was very near to love.