You Cant Reduce Me To A Set

Hannibal At Eighteen Was Rooting For Mephistopheles And Contemptuous Of Faust, But He Only Half-listened To The Climax. He Was Watching And Breathing Lady Murasaki...

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

Gratitude’s Got A Short Half-life, 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.

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