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

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

Gratitude’s got a short half-life, Clarice.

I would not have had that happen to you. Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me.

When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.

Nothing makes us more vulnerable than loneliness except greed.

Did you ever think, Clarice, why the Philistines don't understand you? It's because you are the answer to Samson's riddle. You are the honey in the lion.