Gratitude’s Got A Short Half-life, Clarice.

Funerals Often Make Us Want Sex-it's One In The Eye For Death.

Problem-solving Is Hunting; It Is Savage Pleasure And We Are Born To It.

Spaces Devoted To Hannibal Lecter’s Earliest Years Differ From The Other Archives In Being Incomplete. Some Are Static Scenes, Fragmentary, Like Painted Attic Shards Held Together By Blank Plaster. Other Rooms Hold Sound And Motion, Great Snakes Wrestling And Heaving In The Dark And Lit In Flashes. Pleas And Screaming Fill Some Places On The Grounds Where Hannibal Himself Cannot Go. But The Corridors Do Not Echo Screaming, And There Is Music If You Like.

It Rubs The Lotion On Its Skin. It Does This Whenever It Is Told.

I'm Giving Serious Thought Into Eating Yor Wife” - Hannibal Lecter