It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Let the spirits witness: for theirs is the knowledge of the future - both what it would be, and what I will:… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
The finest thing under the sun and moon is the human soul. I marvel at the small miracles of kindness that pass… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Yet I saw crypts when I looked at him, and I heard the beat of kettledrums. I saw torchlit fields where I… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven’t tears enough for what you’ve done to me. Six more mortal years, seven, eight…I… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I was at a loss suddenly; but conscious all the while of how Armand listened; that he listened in the way that… — 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
