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Allegra Pazzi: Dr. Fell, Do You Believe A Man Could Become So Obsessed With A Woman, From A Single Encounter? Hannibal Lecter: Could He Daily Feel A Stab Of Hunger For Her And Find Nourishment In The Very Sight Of Her? I Think So. But Would She See Through The Bars Of His Plight And Ache For Him?

Evil's Just Destructive? Then Storms Are Evil, If It's That Simple. And We Have Fire, And There There's Hail. Underwriters Lump It All Under 'acts Of God.

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.

I Ate His Liver With Some Fava Beans And A Nice Chianti

On A Related Subject, Signore Pazzi, I Must Confess To You: I'm Giving Serious Thought To Eating Your Wife.