Lestat and Louie feel sorry for vampires that sparkle in the sun. They would never hurt immortals who choose to spend eternity going to high school over and over again in a small town ---- anymore tha...
To be godless is probably the first step to innocence, he said, to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false grief for things supposed to be lost.So by innocence you mean not an absence of ex...
I claim Dickens as a mentor. He's my teacher. He's one of my driving forces.
And you are with us and one of us, and we are the people of the moon and the stars.
Maybe I'll obey the rules. Some of them, anyway, who knows? What are you going to do if I don't, by the way, and haven't I asked you this before?
One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world.
I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night.
Well, I am no village cunning woman, no frightened merry-begot, but a woman born to riches, andeducated from the time I can remember, and given all that I could possibly desire. And now in mytwenty-se...
Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ask. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds --...
Be kind. Always if you have a choice, be kind.
I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will.
We're frightened of what makes us different.
Darkness had been essentially banished from the Earth. It had become a choice.
I was good and bad, but never wicked.
When you make his sandwiches, put a sexy or loving note in his lunch box.
A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.
I broke with my religion in college.
People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil... Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.
As for oblivion, well, we can wait a little while for that.
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had alway...