Because It's His Bad Luck To Be

Ready When You Are, Sergeant Pempbry.

Intense Fear Comes In Waves; The Body Can't Stand It For Long At A Time.

And Be Grateful. Our Scars Have The Power To Remind Us That The Past Was Real.

I'll Confess It Is Pleasant To Look At You Asleep. You're Quite Beautiful, Clarice.

You Must Understand That When You Are Writing A Novel You Are Not Making Anything Up. It's All There And You Just Have To Find It.