I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Don’t you enjoy any of this? Sometimes? This house, your clothes, all those beautiful shoes.
For an instant the tip of her forefinger touched Dr. Lecter’s. The touch crackled in his eyes.
"Thank you, Clarice."
"Thank you, Dr. Lecter."
And that is how he remained in Starling’s mind. Caught in the instant when he did not mock. Standing in his white cell, arched like a dancer, his hands clasped in front of him and his head slightly to the side.
You put up your defenses when you leave
You leave because you’re certain
Of who you want to be
The bells tolled for all of us that day. For Aerys and his queen, for Elia of Dorne and her little daughter, for every true man and honest woman in the Seven Kingdoms. And for my silver prince.