Gratitude’s Got A Short Half-life,

Writing Novels Is The Hardest Thing I've Ever Done, Including Digging Irrigation Ditches.

I'm Giving Serious Thought Into Eating Yor Wife” - Hannibal Lecter

You Cant Reduce Me To A Set Of Influences.

Spaces Devoted To Hannibal Lecter’s Earliest Years Differ From The Other Archives In Being Incomplete. Some Are Static Scenes, Fragmentary, Like Painted Attic Shards Held Together By Blank Plaster. Other Rooms Hold Sound And Motion, Great Snakes Wrestling And Heaving In The Dark And Lit In Flashes. Pleas And Screaming Fill Some Places On The Grounds Where Hannibal Himself Cannot Go. But The Corridors Do Not Echo Screaming, And There Is Music If You Like.

He Moves Smoothly And Slowly, Carrying His Concentration Like A Brimming Cup.