Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal...
Lestat: You're very anxious to be out of these rooms, aren't you? Why don't we simply get into bed together? I don't understand.David: You're serious?Lestat: Of courseDavid: You do realize, that this...
Lestat: Toughen up baby. I'm looking for the eternal scum.
Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.
Malady of mortality