The Silence of the Lambs

He checked the Python. It was loaded with .38 Special lead wad-cutters. They would slam into the skull and expand for an instant kill. If it was standing when he shot, if he shot down into the top of the head, the bullet was less likely than a Magnum load to exit the lower jaw and tear the bosom.

A brown envelope was taped to the bottom of the drawer with masking tape: The flap was just tucked in,

“Well, Toto,” she said, “we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

For a few seconds she had felt an alien consciousness loose in her head, slapping things off the shelves like a bear in a camper.

Typhoid and swans– it all comes from the same place

Nothing happened to me, Officer Starling. I happened. You can’t reduce me to a set of influences. You’ve given up good and evil for behaviorism, Officer Starling. You’ve got everybody in moral dignity pants–nothing is ever anybody’s fault. Look at me, Officer Starling. Can you stand to say I’m evil? Am I evil, Officer Starling?”

Waste and stupidity get you the worst, that's what he said. Use this time and it'll temper you. Now's the hardest test---not letting rage and frustration keep you from thinking. It's the core of whether you can command or not.

This is the hardest time, Starling. Use this time and it'll temper you. Now's the hardest test---not letting rage and frustration keep you from thinking. It's the core of whether you can command or not. Waste and stupidity get you the worst.

Crawford, ever wary of desire, knew how badly he wanted to be wise. He knew that a middleaged man can be so desperate for wisdom he may try to make some up, and how deadly that can be to a youngster who believes him. So he spoke carefully, and only of things he knew.

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