Author of quotes: Thomas Harris. Page 2

Is there enough in you to guide this insight into the depths of yourself? It's not easy. I found the answer literally in the last few minutes. What do you say? Look at yourself and write the truth. You're either flexible or you are mixed a lot of things. Or maybe you're just afraid of yourself?

With me nothing happened, agent Starling. I myself happened. You can't cross out my "I", considering I'm just a victim of different influences.

The girl needs new shoes. And my girl no shoes, no longer needed.

Do your thing quietly, not forget for a minute who is in front of you.

... to fit the memory of the whip impossible. It should be polite to invite.

During our acquaintance he told me some things that were true. I think that is very easy to take understanding for the sympathy - after all, we all want so badly to hear it. The ability to distinguish the former from the latter, apparently, is one of the hallmarks of growing up. Very painful and unnatural to think that someone reads in your soul, without feeling to you liking. It is equally disgusting to see the understanding only the tools of a predator.

Quickly under clear skies
Freeze turbulent waters.
And moonlight and shadows
I float away,
Like fate's whims.
Hannibal responded in the classic style of Prince Genji:
Memories of love past
Like snow in the wind falling in the snow.
They are as sharp as Peking duck,
Sharp, bitter, painfully beautiful -
Sailing, sailing in my sleep next to each other.
"No," said the lady Murasaki. - No. Now there was one ice. All gone. Isn't it?
- You for me the most favorite thing in the world, ' he said quite truthfully.

Women faster than men feel watching from the side - this ability is part of their survival instinct; and the desire they recognize immediately. Or the lack of it.

He dined alone but was not lonely.
Hannibal has entered a period of long winter of his heart. He slept well, and in the dream it has never been visited, in contrast to other people.

Your Moto seems to be slightly propertyval - said Muller after her when she'd left.
Such graceful words you not get, - said the second German.

In Hiroshima green shoots break through the ashes to the light. If you're scorched earth, I will be warm rain.

- I fold cranes for your soul, Hannibal. Pulls you into the darkness.
- Do not tighten. When I couldn't speak, I was sucked into silence. The silence tightened me.
From silence you came to me, you began to talk to me. I know you, Hannibal, and this knowledge is a heavy burden. Attracts you to the dark side, but you're attracted to me.
- The Bridge of dreams.

Louis, your client should think about. All the wars, all the suffering and pain that took place for centuries before his birth, how he cares about all of this?
- Did not care.
- Then why he should worry what will happen after his life? It will be a quiet, restful sleep. The only difference is that he wakes up.

- We have the upstairs corridors were hung with these tapestries, he said. If you stand on tiptoe, I could reach the bottom edge. - He lifted one corner of the fabric and looked inside. - I always preferred the other side of the tapestry. Looked at the threads and cords that make up the picture.
- Like confusion of thoughts, - said the lady Murasaki.