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"a solid 'thock,' a crossbow bolt driving through the skull-and we have the pleasant woods again, and flowing music and Starling, limned in polleny light runs out of sight...Dr. Lecter held his glass up to the candle. The candle flared behind it as the sun flared on water, and the wine itself was the color of the winter sun on Clarice Starling's skin."

"The personnel were younger than Starling. It was something she'd have to get used to, she thought with a twinge-she'd be a year older very soon."

"'It's whimsy,' she said, looking to see if she put them off with the exact word. 'It's "whimsy," and it's what got him caught last time.'"

“He prefers the sound and feel of the harpsichord; because it is not possible to control the volume of the quill-plucked strings, the music arrives like experience, sudden and entire.”

“Her car amused him it was at once whimsical and terribly efficient.”

“Mischa loved dark purple, loved the color aubergine, as long as she lived.”

“First, he sketched her face…in it starling looks like a child and her hair, like Mischa’s, is stuck to her cheek with tears,”

“Since this partial answer to his prayer, Hannibal Lecter had not been bothered by any considerations of deity, other than to recognize how his own modest predations paled beside those of God, who is in irony matchless, and in wanton malice beyond measure.”

“How many like him had been wasted by stupidity and selfishness and the bargaining of tired old men. Whether you believe in God or not, if you are a warrior Arlington is a sacred place, and the tragedy is not to die, but to be wasted.”

"And so, with small steps, Clarice Starling began to pursue Dr. Lecter down the corridors of his taste, with more confidence in her footing than was entirely justified."