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" Listening to him, her stomach lifting and her expression properly rapt, Starling
wondered how long Crawford had known he'd use her on this case, how hungry for a
chance he had wanted her to be. He was a leader, with a leader's frank-and-open bullshit,
all right.
"You think about him enough, you see where he's been, you get a feel for him,"
Crawford went on. "You don't even dislike him all the time, hard as that is to believe.
Then, if you're lucky, out of all the stuff you know, part of it plucks at you, tries to get
your attention. Always tell me when something plucks, Starling.
"Listen to me, a crime is confusing enough without the investigation mixing it up.
Don't let a herd of policemen confuse you. Live right behind your eyes. Listen to
yourself. Keep the crime separate from what's going on around you now. Don't try to
impose any pattern or symmetry on this guy. Stay open and let him show you. "
― Thomas Harris , The Silence of the Lambs (Hannibal Lecter, #2)