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Before Me you are a slug in the sun. You are privy to a great Becoming and you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the after-birth.It is in your nature to do one thing correctly: before Me you rightly tremble. Fear is not what you owe Me, Lounds, you and the other pismires. You owe Me awe.
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You would think such a day would tremble to begin . . .
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Hannibal at eighteen was rooting for Mephistopheles and contemptuous of Faust, but he only half-listened to the climax. He was watching and breathing Lady Murasaki...
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It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told.
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Lecter is so lucid, so perceptive; he's trained in psychiatry... and he's a mass murderer.
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Writing novels is the hardest thing I've ever done, including digging irrigation ditches.
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Shiloh isn’t haunted – men are haunted. Shiloh doesn’t care.
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I'll confess it is pleasant to look at you asleep. You're quite beautiful, Clarice.
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I am the dragon, and you call me insane.
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I have no interest in understanding sheep, only eating them.
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One quality in a person doesn't rule out any other quality. They can exist side by side, good and terrible. Socrates said it a lot better.
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Back at his chair he cannot remember what he was reading. He feels the books beside him to find the one that is warm.
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In making friends, she was wary of people who foster dependency and feed on it. She had been involved with a few--the blind attract them, and they are the enemy.
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One can only see what one observes, and one observes only things which are already in the mind.
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… It is not healing to see your childhood home, but it helps you measure whether you are broken, and how and why, assuming you want to know.
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When you feel strain, keep your mouth shut if you can.
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What does he do, Clarice? What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing? He covets. How do we begin to covet? We begin by coveting what we see every day.
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There is a common emotion we all recognize and have not yet named -- the happy anticipation of being able to feel contempt.
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God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.
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On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.
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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.
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It's fear, Jack. The man deals with a huge amount of fear.' Because he got hurt?' No, not entirely. Fear comes with imagination, it's a penalty, it's the price of imagination.
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Nothing makes us more vulnerable than loneliness except greed.
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Let me tell you about my day. I get up at 8 o'clock in the morning. At 8:30 am, I leave the house and I arrive at my office at 8:37. I stay in the office until 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I get in my Porsche and I'm home at 2:03 because the one-way streets make it faster for me to drive. And between 8:36 am and 2 pm, I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.