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God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.
Thomas Harris
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On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife.
Thomas Harris
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We routinely leave our small children in day care among strangers. At the same time, in our guilt we evince paranoia about strangers and foster fear in children.
Thomas Harris
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You will not persuade me with appeals to my intellectual vanity.
Thomas Harris
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One can only see what one observes, and one observes only things which are already in the mind.
Thomas Harris
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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.
Thomas Harris
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When Will Graham could open his right eye, he saw the clock and knew where he was- an intensive-care unit. He knew to watch the clock. Its movement assured him that this was passing, would pass. That's what it was there for.
Thomas Harris
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The most stable elements, Clarice, appear in the middle of the periodic table, roughly between iron and silver. Between iron and silver. I think that is appropriate for you.
Thomas Harris
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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.
Thomas Harris
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Intense fear comes in waves; the body can't stand it for long at a time.
Thomas Harris
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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.
Thomas Harris
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Ready when you are, Sergeant Pempbry.
Thomas Harris
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Whenever feasible, one should always try to eat the rude.
Thomas Harris
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What do you look at while you’re making up your mind? Ours is not a reflective culture, we do no raise our eyes up to the hills. Most of the time we decide the critical things while looking at the linoleum floor of an institutional corridor, or whispering hurriedly in a waiting room with a television blatting nonsense.
Thomas Harris
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Gratitude’s got a short half-life, Clarice.
Thomas Harris
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There is no murder. We make murder, and it matters only to us.
Thomas Harris
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I love myself that much and I will never apologize to you.
Thomas Harris
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I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.
Thomas Harris
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You know how cats do. They hide to die. Dogs come home.
Thomas Harris
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He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup.
Thomas Harris
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I expect most psychiatrists have a patient or two they'd like to refer to me.
Thomas Harris
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The very air had screams smeared on it. He flinched from the noise in this silent room.
Thomas Harris
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Over this odd world, this half the world that's dark now, I have to hunt a thing that lives on tears.
Thomas Harris
