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I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.
Oh, the lies that I have told myself and others. I knew it yet I didn't know.
Don't you see? It is a new age. It requires a new evil. And I am that new evil.
Vampires pretending to be humans pretending to be vampires ... How avant-garde!
His Back was turned to the end of the world and the end of the world was quiet.
I wish we had more visible Christian and Catholic leaders who talked about love.
All the mortal world is a lethal enemy during those hours between dawn and dusk.
You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.
Obviously, a writer can't know everything about what she writes. It's impossible.
Don't let the old story repeat itself now. Arm yourself with all that's happened.
I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands!
I am certain a great many believers and bible readers do believe in social justice.
Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can be no appreciation.
An evil for these times destined to move through the world in handsome human guise.
Suffering of sentient beings is like decay; it fertilizes the growth of their souls.
Thank God he killed the guy. Oh, now, wait a minute. What kind of a prayer was that!
Heaven would be Hell in no time if every cruel, selfish, vicious soul went to Heaven.
I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.
The atheism and nihilism of my earlier years now seems shallow, and even a bit cocky.
Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.
an intoxication with forbidden knowledge in which the natural things become unimportant.
What is written beneath this heavy handsome book cover will count, so sayeth this cover.
The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.
Garden of Pain, I need you. What were the songs of beasts to the cries of sentient souls?
I think to feel this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn.
Pride is the parent of destruction; pride eats the mind and the heart and the soul alive.
I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will.
We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.
A perfect world or a world destroyed, one or the other- someday will come the end of hell.
Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!
Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun
Some mysteries are simply irresistible,” she said. “They have components that alter a life.
You never know the palette of the one you kill until the mind disgorges its finest colours.
We have to become saints. We have to become like Christ. Anything less is simply not enough.
That was my nature - going from temptation after temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.
Believe in angels? Then believe in vampires. Believe in me. There are worse things on earth.
What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.
It is tragic that many in America think of us - Christians - as being people who hate others.
One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world.
I think love can save the world. When we love, we completely recognize the value of the other.
I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it.
I like to read things I've read before. It's like listening over and over to your favorite song.
Oh, if the moon only had a secret, if the moon only held a truth. But the moon was just the moon.
Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly. "Can we not keep some secrets?
When we love and want nothing but good for that person, it's one of the greatest gifts we possess.
"You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" he was saying. "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!"
Oh, but when love is reached through suffering, it has a power it can never gain through innocence.
So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.
I was the vampire Lestat again. I was back in action. New Orleans was once again my hunting ground.
-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?