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.

Crawford leaned forward until he faced her at a distance of two feet. She watched his half-glasses blur the bags under his eyes. He had gargled recently with Listerine.

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.

but I think patents only apply to unique mechanical devices and copyright applies to design."

He spoke so softly she could barely hear.

Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me

A census taker tried to quantify me once. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone.

If the add-a-beads got tacky, what else will as you go along? You wonder don’t you, at night?