



The teacup’s broken. It’s never going to gather itself back together again.
Hannibal - Digestivo (3x07)
I’m not going to find you. I’m not going to look for you. I don’t want to know where you are or what you do. I don’t want to think about you anymore.
I can abide the thought of Hannibal tortured, not necessarily to death. I’d say he has it coming, wouldn’t you? Or maybe you wouldn’t.