You would think such a day would tremble to begin . . .
On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.
Funerals often make us want sex-it's one in the eye for death.
It occured to Starling how much Roden would benefit from an elbow smash in the hinge of his jaw.
There is no murder. We make murder, and it matters only to us.
The most stable elements, Clarice, appear in the middle of the periodic table, roughly between iron and silver. Between iron and silver. I think that is appropriate for you.