“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Master, the paintings, the paintings in the storage rooms!" I cried. "Forget the paintings. It's too late. Boys, run from here, get… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He can see us," said the angel who had been gesturing so pointedly. His voice was subdued but seemed to reach my… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“The Cardinal was bent over his writing desk, the room unchanged save for the light of what appeared a small antique oil… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“But what endures is what has always mattered: love - that we love one another as surely as we are alive. And… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Let my stories do what stories always do. Let them keep you from your darker dreams & from your darker journey. Let… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Desire radiated from him. It radiated out into the darkness and seemed to find the four walls of this enclosing place, and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“What lurked beneath my fancy frills, behind my quiet unquestioning eyes? Who was I? Had I no remembrance of a warmer flame… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“You let me handle Marius," I said. "Now, you didn't come without you dagger." "No, I did not," he said, lifting his… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Drink." she whispered, drawing nearer. "Drink." she held the soft, tender flesh of the wrist towards me. "No. I know what to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I realized aloud in the midst of saying it that even when we die we probably don't find out the answer as… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“You're the hunter, the warrior. You're stronger than anyone else here, that's your tragedy.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“She was gone then in a flurry of bonnet ribbons and clicking slippers. I turned, paying no attention to where I went,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And this notion of the meaninglessness of our lives here began to enflame us. I took up the theme again that music… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Domenico appeared to lie against the door, and in the shadowy dark, his face was luminous and delicate. When he smiled the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“You do have a story inside you; it lies articulate and waiting to be written — behind your silence and your suffering.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“No, but one can feel desperate at any age, don’t you think? The young are eternally desperate,” he said frankly. “And books,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He was so rapt in his thoughts that he did not hear anything much that Guido was saying, that lovely bubbling speech… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And this time as the lashes come, try to think about the pain, instead of against it, because there is not one… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Men and women are learning animals. If you do not see what they have learned, you're blind. They are creatures ever changing,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And cruelly, surely, I said to her, "Did you love this child?" I will never forget her face then, the violence in… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“...But still, even now, to think of it, I feel something akin to that happiness. And I've more reason now than ever… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“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 Image
