All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Perhaps I fear him because I could love him again, and in loving him, I would come to need him, and in… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“A dread came over him. Everything around him was gray. Nothing tasted good or looked good. It was as if a metallic… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Fear was once again breaking the shell around me so that something else could spring to life.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Something in me was responding now as the audience responded, not in fear, but in some human way, to the magic of… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I was feeling fear. Not a wild, mortal fear, but something cold like a hook in my side.” — 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
….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
What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Sometimes fear is a warning. It's like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I am afraid of death. I believe nothing, and therefore like many who believe nothing I must make something, and that something… — 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
