You cant reduce me to a set of influences.

Good-bye Clarice. Will you let me know if ever the lambs stop screaming?" "Yes." Pembry was taking her arm. It was go or fight him. "Yes," she said. "I'll tell you." "Do you promise?""Yes.

The tragedy is not to die, but to be wasted.

It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told.

Hannibal Lecter: We live in a primitive time - don't we, Will? - neither savage nor wise. Half measures are the curse of it. Any rational society would either kill me or give me my books.

It occured to Starling how much Roden would benefit from an elbow smash in the hinge of his jaw.

When you feel strain, keep your mouth shut if you can.