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God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.

Thomas Harris , em The Silence of the Lambs
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He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.

Thomas Harris , em The Silence of the Lambs
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Can you smell his sweat? That peculiar goatish odor is trans-3-methyl-2 hexenoic acid. Remember it, it's the smell of schizophrenia.

Thomas Harris , em The Silence of the Lambs
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Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color, too much color, shocking color, the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.

Thomas Harris , em The Silence of the Lambs
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Orion is above the horizon now, and near it Jupiter, brighter than it will ever be ... But i expect you can see it too. Some of our stars are the same.

Thomas Harris , em The Silence of the Lambs
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