There Is A Common Emotion We All

Being Smart Spoils A Lot Of Things, Doesn't It?

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 Cafe 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.

Hannibal Lecter: We Live In A Primitive Time - Don't We, Will? - Neither Savage Nor Wise. Half Measures Are The Curse Of It. Any Rational Society Would Either Kill Me Or Give Me My Books.

Lecter Is So Lucid, So Perceptive; He's Trained In Psychiatry... And He's A Mass Murderer.

One Can Only See What One Observes, And One Observes Only Things Which Are Already In The Mind.