We assign a moment to decision, to dignify the process as a timely result of rational and conscious thought. But decisions are made of kneaded feelings; they are more often a lump than a sum.

Dr. Doemling, does he want to fuck her or kill her, or eat her, or what?' Mason asked, exhausting the possibilities he could see. 'Probably all three,' Dr. Doemling said.

Writing novels is the hardest thing I've ever done, including digging irrigation ditches.

When the fox hears a rabbit scream, he comes running, but not to help.

He could feed the caterpillar, he could whisper through the chrysalis; what hatched out followed its own nature and was beyond him.

You didn’t draw a freak. You drew a man with a freak on his back. Nothing wrong with you, kid.

It's hard to have anything, isn't it? Rare yo get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.

In 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.

Funerals often make us want sex—it’s one in the eye for death.

Baby needs a new pair of shoes,' he said. 'My baby doesn't need any shoes.

Hannibal at eighteen was rooting for Mephistopheles and contemptuous of Faust, but he only half-listened to the climax. He was watching and breathing Lady Murasaki...

You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up.

Show Dr. Princi your teeth. That's right, let's see 'em all. Christ, Sparks, is that your tongue or are you swallowing a squirrel? Keep moving -

When you feel strain, keep your mouth shut if you can.

Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color, too much color, shocking color, the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.

Pachelbel’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.

The intimacy of the detail - why The Silence of the Lambs is quite possibly the Thriller Writer's bible.

Which do you think, Commendatore? Bowels in or out?

Almost every place has a moment of the day, an angle and intensity of light, in which it looks its best. When you're stuck someplace, you learn that time and you look forward to it.

The emperor counsels simplicity. First principles. Of each particular thing, ask: What is it in itself, in its own constitution? What is its causal nature?

Curiosity is the lust of the mind.

It is not wisdom but Authority that makes a law.

The right of nature... is the liberty each man hath to use his own power, as he will himself, for the preservation of his own nature; that is to say, of his own life.

The condition of man... is a condition of war of everyone against everyone.

Words are the money of fools.

During the time men live without a common power to keep them all in awe, they are in that conditions called war; and such a war, as if of every man, against every man.

The obligation of subjects to the sovereign is understood to last as long, and no longer, than the power lasteth by which he is able to protect them.

In the state of nature profit is the measure of right.

Leisure is the Mother of Philosophy.

Science is the knowledge of consequences, and dependence of one fact upon another.

That a man be willing, when others are so too, as far forth as for peace and defense of himself he shall think it necessary, to lay down this right to all things; and be contented with so much liberty against other men, as he would allow other men against himself.

The disembodied spirit is immortal; there is nothing of it that can grow old or die. But the embodied spirit sees death on the horizon as soon as its day dawns.

There is no such thing as perpetual tranquillity of mind while we live here; because life itself is but motion, and can never be without desire, nor without fear, no more than without sense.

He that is taken and put into prison or chains is not conquered, though overcome; for he is still an enemy.

The Papacy is not other than the Ghost of the deceased Roman Empire, sitting crowned upon the grave thereof.

No man's error becomes his own Law; nor obliges him to persist in it.

All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called 'Facts'. They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain.

Understanding is nothing else than conception caused by speech.

The secret thoughts of a man run over all things, holy, profane, clean, obscene, grave, and light, without shame or blame.

I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap in the dark.

Scientia potentia est. Knowledge is power.

War consisteth not in battle only, or the act of fighting; but in a tract of time, wherein the will to contend by battle is sufficiently known.

I put for the general inclination of all mankind, a perpetual and restless desire of power after power, that ceaseth only in death.

Such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned; yet they will hardly believe there be many so wise as themselves.

The flesh endures the storms of the present alone; the mind, those of the past and future as well as the present. Gluttony is a lust of the mind.

Hell is truth seen too late.

The privilege of absurdity; to which no living creature is subject, but man only.

Such truth, as opposeth no man's profit, nor pleasure, is to all men welcome.

Sudden glory is the passion which maketh those grimaces called laughter.

A man's conscience and his judgment is the same thing; and as the judgment, so also the conscience, may be erroneous.