And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing… — 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
We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would… — 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
“They reflect the age in cynicism which cannot comprehend the death of possibilities, fatuous sophisticated indulgence in the parody of the miraculous,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Nothing in all the world is so nonsensical and contradictory, save mortals, that is, who live in the grip of the superstitions… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Yet their whispers slithered around me. And those scents, ah, not a one was like another. And as clearly as if spoken… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I wanted love and goodness in this which is living death,' I said. 'It was impossible from the beginning, because you cannot… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Life has no meaning any more does it? The wine has no taste, the food sickens you, there seems no reason for… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
….it was a brave man’s fear. I knew what he meant. What must a brave general feel when he knows the battle… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And I? What am I? Do I live? Or am I always walking in death? Forever in love with time?” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“To die or not to die, that is the question; it is nobler to live in torment and rage than not to… — 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
“If I could, I'd deliver you from old age and death, from aches and pains, from the blandishments of ghosts, from the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“What in hell was mortality? Shitting, pissing, eating, and then the same cycle all over again!” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He imagined his past gone, along with his future. Death was the understanding of the immediate present: that there is finally nothing… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing tin pans all over, pouring water on pillows, making clocks chime… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
It's so easy to wish for death when nothing's wrong with you! It's so easy to fall in love with death, and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
You sense my loneliness, (...) my bitterness at being shut out of life. My bitterness that I'm evil, that I don't deserve… — 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
You see,' [Armand] said, 'killing other vampires is very exciting; that is why it is forbidden under penalty of death. — 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