Intense fear comes in waves; the body can't stand it for long at a time.
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.
You would think such a day would tremble to begin . . .
Back at his chair he cannot remember what he was reading. He feels the books beside him to find the one that is warm.
Gratitudeโs got a short half-life, Clarice.
I'll confess it is pleasant to look at you asleep. You're quite beautiful, Clarice.