A census taker tried to quantify me once. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone. Go back to school, little Starling.

En este extraño mundo, esta mitad del mundo que ahora está a oscuras, tengo que perseguir a un ser que se alimenta de lágrimas

This thing, what is it in itself, in its own constitution? What is its substance and material?

that there had to be a place in the world for Mischa, a prime place vacated for her, and I came to think, Clarice, that the best place in the world was yours.

I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti

When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.