Will Harris
Will Harris
William Taylor Harrisis an American professional baseball pitcher for the Houston Astros of Major League Baseball. He previously played for the Arizona Diamondbacks and Colorado Rockies...
writing three window
I'm doing one of three things: I'm writing. I'm staring out the window. Or I'm writhing on the floor.
skins doe lambs
It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told.
gratitude half half-life
Gratitude’s got a short half-life, Clarice.
thinking
You would think such a day would tremble to begin . . .
luck bad-luck being-the-best
Because it's his bad luck to be the best.
views empathy perception
What he has in addition is pure empathy and projection,” Dr. Bloom said. “He can assume your point of view, or mine – and maybe some other points of view that scare and sicken him. It’s an uncomfortable gift, Jack. Perception’s a tool that’s pointed on both ends.
advantage mute
The advantage of beating a mute is he can't tell on you.
thinking iron tables
The most stable elements, Clarice, appear in the middle of the periodic table, roughly between iron and silver. Between iron and silver. I think that is appropriate for you.
thinking answers lions
Did you ever think, Clarice, why the Philistines don't understand you? It's because you are the answer to Samson's riddle. You are the honey in the lion.
eye watches movement
When Will Graham could open his right eye, he saw the clock and knew where he was- an intensive-care unit. He knew to watch the clock. Its movement assured him that this was passing, would pass. That's what it was there for.
long body wave
Intense fear comes in waves; the body can't stand it for long at a time.
pain memories betrayal
In the vaults of our hearts and brains, danger waits. All the chambers are not lovely, light and high. There are holes in the floor of the mind, like those in a medieval dungeon floor - the stinking oubliettes, named for forgetting, bottle-shaped cells in solid rock with the trapdoor in the top. Nothing escapes from them quietly to ease us. A quake, some betrayal by our safeguards, and sparks of memory fire the noxious gases - things trapped for years fly free, ready to explode in pain and drive us to dangerous behavior...
coveting firsts doe
What does he do, Clarice? What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing? He covets. How do we begin to covet? We begin by coveting what we see every day.
sleep silence lambs
But the face on the pillow, rosy in the firelight, is certainly that of Clarice Starling, and she sleeps deeply, sweetly, in the silence of the lambs.