Quotes About Thomas

Mi sia concesso ripetere che un romanzo è un'impressione, non un'argomentazione.

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

Barney did not reply. He looked at Krendler as though the left and right hemispheres of Krendler's brain were two dogs stuck together.

Thomas Harris

Starling, I have to retire in two years. If I find Jimmy Hoffa and the Tylenol killer I still have to hang it up. It's not a consideration.

Shiloh isn't haunted—men are haunted.

It is many times with a fraudulent Design that men stick their corrupt Doctrine with the Cloves of other mens Wit.

I had requested all who might find aught meriting censure in my writings, to do me the favor of pointing it out to me, I may state that no objections worthy of remark have been alleged against what I then said on these questions except two, to which I will here briefly reply.

I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies.

It is error alone which needs the support of government. Truth can stand by itself.

If by religion we are to understand sectarian dogmas, in which no two of them agree, then your exclamation on that hypothesis is just, that this would be the best of worlds if there were no religion in it.

The inquisition of public opinion overwhelms in practice the freedom asserted by the laws in theory.

the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God

Tea, late dinners and the French Revolution. I cannot exactly see the connection of ideas.

Mr Flosky suddenly stopped: he found himself unintentionally trespassing within the limits of common sense.

The Ladies Buddenbrook from Breite Strasse did not weep, however - it was not their custom. Their faces, a little less caustic than usual at least, expressed a gentle satisfaction at death's impartiality.

But if they had no sun, they had snow. Such masses of snow as Hans Castorp had never till now in all his life beheld.

étui from beneath his cloak, and handed

And both together, love-worthy and life-worthy, made up the true nobility.

I shouldn't be speaking of the present, but rather, perhaps, of the future. When you as Madame So-and-So finally vanish into your proper sphere, one is left to sit on the rocks all the rest of one's life.

And with that she dipped her fourth slice of raisin bread in her coffee.

There are ways that seem to men to be good, the end whereof is in the depths of hell.

and because they saw that I myself liked my own subject matter, they tolerated it, and even did a certain amount of work for me without too much complaint.

Some would say eccentric. I would say stoned out of his fuckin mind, nothing personal.