Character: Hannibal Lecter. Page 3

Psychological trauma is an affliction of impotence.

Every family loves in their own way. Every love is unique.

Even if you know who you are today, it is impossible to predict what you'll be tomorrow.

- Mason impolite. And the bad manners of me to horror... nasty.
- Are you thinking about eating him?
- Devour is arrogance at every opportunity.

The meat is bitter about being dead.

Great we make sense of mortality.

Psychopaths are not insane. They know what they are doing and what will be the consequences.

I am slowly shrink. And this thing is every day more and more. But I feel good.
- You will be fine. Until the moment when it will cease.

Not afraid of death, and the futility of the flesh.

- Kill or spare?
- Mercy does not exist. We invented it, created in those parts of the brain, which too much has evolved since primitive times.
But this means that there is no murder. We just give them a value.

The devil was a yoke on the neck of humanity since we started to think and dream.

- Every life is like a melody. Like music, we - end phenomenon, a unique combination; sometimes harmonious, sometimes dissonant...
- Sometimes you should not listen to again.

Do you think God really intended to eat Isaac, and therefore he ordered Abraham to kill him?
- No, Hannibal. Of course - no! The angel intervenes in time!
- Not always.

Ortolan Buntings. They go to Africa, and he catches them and feeds them to lunch... just like the people - their colleagues on a spit, and they still sing.