Life's too slippery for books, Clarice; anger appears as lust, lupus presents as hives. — Thomas Harris Copy Share Image
“He liked the Leedses. He was sorry that he had been to the morgue. He thought the madman who visited them might have liked… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
On a related subject, Signore Pazzi, I must confess to you: I'm giving serious thought to eating your wife. — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“[T]here is no consensus in the psychiatric community that Dr. Lecter should be termed a man. He has long been regarded by his professional… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“And then, the last words Raspail ever said: 'I wonder why my parents didn't kill me before I was old enough to fool them.'… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
One can only see what one observes, and one observes only things which are already in the mind. — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“She found Starling in the warm laundry room, dozing against the slow rump-rump of a washing machine in the smell of bleach and soap… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup. — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“The emperor counsels simplicity. First principles. Of each particular thing, ask: What is it in itself, in its own constitution? What is its causal… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
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… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“I have no plans to call on you, Clarice, the world being more interesting with you in it.” — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“To write a novel, you begin with what you can see and then you add what came before and what came after.” — Thomas Harris Copy Share
“Every person is worth your time, Hannibal. If at first appearance a person seems dull, then look harder, look into him.” — Thomas Harris Copy Share
What he has in addition is pure empathy and projection,” Dr. Bloom said. “He can assume your point of view, or mine – and… — Thomas Harris Copy Share
