I found, and find, the scrutiny of Dr. Lecter uncomfortable, intrusive, like the humming of your thoughts when they x-ray your head.

On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.

I have no interest in understanding sheep, only eating them.

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

You would think such a day would tremble to begin . . .

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

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