God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.
How seldom we recognize the sound when the bolt of our fate slides home.
The worm that destroys you is the temptation to agree with your critics, to get their approval.
Gratitudeโs got a short half-life, Clarice.
He sees very clearly - he damn sure sees through me. It's hard to accept that someone can understand you without wishing you well. At Starling's age it hadn't happened to her much.
I would not have had that happen to you. Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me.