I'm giving serious thought into eating yor wife” - Hannibal Lecter

Ready when you are, Sergeant Pempbry.

One can only see what one observes, and one observes only things which are already in the mind.

God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.

You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up. It's all there and you just have to find it.

But the face on the pillow, rosy in the firelight, is certainly that of Clarice Starling, and she sleeps deeply, sweetly, in the silence of the lambs.