… It Is Not Healing To See

I'm Doing One Of Three Things: I'm Writing. I'm Staring Out The Window. Or I'm Writhing On The Floor.

I Would Not Have Had That Happen To You. Discourtesy Is Unspeakably Ugly To Me.

I Found, And Find, The Scrutiny Of Dr. Lecter Uncomfortable, Intrusive, Like The Humming Of Your Thoughts When They X-ray Your Head.

When You Feel Strain, Keep Your Mouth Shut If You Can.

He Sees Very Clearly - He Damn Sure Sees Through Me. It's Hard To Accept That Someone Can Understand You Without Wishing You Well. At Starling's Age It Hadn't Happened To Her Much.