Too often in my life, love has been defined as "humiliation with occasional roses".
It's hard. . . to shake off something that's already under your skin.
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.
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.
Spaces devoted to Hannibal Lecter’s earliest years differ from the other archives in being incomplete. Some are static scenes, fragmentary, like painted attic shards held together by blank plaster. Other rooms hold sound and motion, great snakes wrestling and heaving in the dark and lit in flashes. Pleas and screaming fill some places on the grounds where Hannibal himself cannot go. But the corridors do not echo screaming, and there is music if you like.
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 really don't care what people think of me. I've got my family. I've got my friends. Yes, I have been trained to be a little more aggressive if I need to be, but I don't go around thumping people.
I am but a generation removed from poverty and despair. Where would I be today if there had never been an America? What kind of lives or future would my children have if this was not a land of opportunity?
What if you lived your entire life completely without urgency? You went to classes, you ate your meals, on Saturday nights a boy you didn't love took you to the movies; now and then you actually had a conversation with someone. The rest of the time -the hours that weren't accounted for-you spent waiting for something to happen to you; when you were particularly desperate, you went out looking for it.
War subjects itself to transportation in a way that we find acceptable.