He moves smoothly and slowly, carrying his concentration like a brimming cup.
Thomas HarrisM for Mischa.
Thomas HarrisIn the Green Machine there is no mercy; we make mercy, manufacture it in parts that have overgrown our basic reptile brain. There is no murder. We make murder, and it matters only to us.
Thomas Harris... the washing machine's rhythm was like a giant heartbeat, and the rush of its waters was what the unborn hear- our last memory of peace.
Thomas HarrisBeing smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it?
Thomas HarrisWriting novels is the hardest thing I've ever done, including digging irrigation ditches.
Thomas HarrisTags: writing writing-craft
When you are writing a novel, you aren't making it up. The story is already there. You just have to find it.
Thomas HarrisI expect most psychiatrists have a patient or two they'd like to refer to me.
Thomas HarrisJust before nightfall, Hannibal approached Lecter castle through the woods. As he looked at his home, his feelings remained curiously flat; it is not healing to see your childhood home, but it helps you measure whether you are broken, and how and why, assuming you want to know.
Thomas HarrisPachelbel’s Canon filled the sun-drowned room where they learned each other and even then the fear flickered across him like an osprey’s shadow: This is too good to live for long.
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