I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Pride is the parent of destruction; pride eats the mind and the heart and the soul alive. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I didn't tell her what it had been like, those few days. But I think she knew. Something magical had been lost… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And there persisted in her a sense of Michael’s dangerous innocence, his naivete, which seemed to her to be connected to his… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
It is not man who is the enemy of the human species. It is the irrational; it is the spiritual when it… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Suppose death had a heart to love and to release you, to whom would he turn this passion, would you chose a… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
His blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestats words made sense to me. I knew… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“She had no idea, really, what it meant to see a man's arm ripped out by the root, to see a head… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Who knew that better than I, who had presided over the death of my own body, seeing all I called human wither… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
My heart right now is totally connected to a book called The Servant of the Bones, which is not in any way… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
And my heart beat faster for the mountains of eastern Europe, finally, beat faster for the one hope that somewhere we might… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
From my stone pillow I have dreamed dreams of the mortal world above. I have heard its voices, its new music, as… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
It's so easy to persecute an older, overweight, unwise, crude, ignorant woman who may very well be a good person at heart… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
How can so much beauty hide such a bruised and steely heart, and why must I love him, why must I lean… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Mortal beauty often makes me ache, and mortal grandeur can fill me with that longing...but Paris, Paris drew me close to her… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“There had never been any talent, any talent to draw or paint or to make music or to write or to make any of… — anne rice Copy Share
“there are only two things which I believe—the first is that no mortal can refuse the Dark Gift once he really knows what it… — Anne Rice Copy Share
“Lie quiet and you will lapse back into peace again. Be like the god Heimdall before the battle call, so still that you can… — Anne Rice Copy Share
All the stories I have told you are finally as useless as all ancient knowledge is to man and to us. Its images and… — Anne Rice Copy Share
If you want to be a writer, write. Write and write and write. If you stop, start again. Save everything that you write. If… — Anne Rice Copy Share
How can so much beauty hide such a bruised and steely heart, and why must I love him, why must I lean in my… — Anne Rice Copy Share
“you do get wiser when you live for hundreds of years; but you also have more time to turn out as badly as your… — Anne Rice Copy Share
“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share
“what I felt was inexpressible gratitude for the music, that in this horror there could be something as beautiful as that.” — Anne Rice Copy Share
“Look up at heaven and hell in the sky, for the stars are balls of fire suspended there by the angels.” — Anne Rice Copy Share
I do not allow fan-fiction. The characters are copyrighted. It upsets me terribly to even think about fan-fiction with my characters. I advise my… — Anne Rice Copy Share
Truth is a risky proposition. It's the nature of mediocre human beings to believe that lies are necessary, that they serve a purpose, that… — Anne Rice Copy Share
