“I know what you're afraid of. It's not pain, or solitude. It's indignity you can't stand, Hannibal, you're like a cat that way.”

“God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.”

“He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.”

“Orion is above the horizon now, and near it Jupiter, brighter than it will ever be ... But i expect you can see it too. Some of our stars are the same.”

“It was as though committing murders had purged him of lesser rudeness. Or perhaps, Starling thought, it excited him to see her marked in this particular way. She couldn't tell. The sparks in his ey...”

“Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color, too much color, shocking color, the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.”

“He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.”

“When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.”

“I do not love men: I love what devours them.”

“Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.”

“Part of his mind was screaming, but it was a distant one and easy to ignore.”

“Love, like madness, can only fill the models that society makes available.”

“PTSD in its rawest form is a death sentence which causes many veterans and others to execute themselves in hope to be free.”

“That millions of people share the same forms of mental pathology does not make these people sane.”