A serial murderer known only by a grotesquely apt nickname-Buffalo Bill-is stalking women. He has a purpose, but no one can fathom it, for the bodies are discovered in different states. Clarice Starling, a young trainee at the FBI Academy, is surprised to be summoned by Jack Crawford, chief of... read more
Clarice Starling, a young intelligent FBI trainee, has been sent to the Baltimore state hospital for the criminally insane to interview an inmate Dr. Hannibal-the cannibal- Lecter. A brilliant renowned psychiatrist turned infamous psychopathic serial killer. She must match wits with Lecter... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“Haven't you ever had people coming over and no time to shop? You have to make do with what's in the fridge, Clarice. May I call you Clarice?”Hannibal Lecter
“"It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again."”Buffalo Bill
“When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.”Hannibal Lecter
“Nothing happened to me, Officer Starling. I happened. You can’t reduce me to a set of influences. You’ve given up good and evil for behaviorism, Officer Starling. You’ve got everybody in moral dignity pants—nothing is ever anybody’s fault. Look at me, Officer Starling. Can you stand to say I’m evil? Am I evil, Officer Starling?”Highlighted by 36 Kindle customers
We rarely get to prepare ourselves in meadows or on graveled walks; we do it on short notice in places without windows, hospital corridors, rooms like this lounge with its cracked plastic sofa and Cinzano ashtrays, where the café curtains cover blank concrete. In rooms like this, with so little time, we prepare our gestures, get them by heart so we can do them when we’re frightened in the face of Doom.Highlighted by 34 Kindle customers
“A census taker tried to quantify me once. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone. Go back to school, little Starling.”Highlighted by 33 Kindle customers
Over this odd world, this half the world that’s dark now, I have to hunt a thing that lives on tears.Highlighted by 30 Kindle customers
O wrangling schools, that search what fire Shall burn this world, had none the wit Unto this knowledge to aspire That this her fever might be it?Highlighted by 28 Kindle customers
Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn’t it? And taste isn’t kind.Highlighted by 26 Kindle customers
“I collect church collapses, recreationally. Did you see the recent one in Sicily? Marvelous! The façade fell on sixty-five grandmothers at a special Mass. Was that evil? If so, who did it? If He’s up there, He just loves it, Officer Starling. Typhoid and swans—it all comes from the same place.”Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
The sparks in his eyes flew into his darkness like fireflies down a cave.Highlighted by 22 Kindle customers
He’s a cemetery mink. He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Teach us to care and not to care. Teach us to be still.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
Preceded by Red Dragon, and followed by Hannibal.
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