Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“In fiction if nowhere else, I must have a little meaning, a little coherence, or I will go mad.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Also there was something vampiric about rock music. It must have sounded supernatural even to those who don’t believe in the supernatural.… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left… — Stuart Townsend Copy Share Image
In these last few days, we were close because we were both mortal men. We saw the same sun and the same… — 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
“Lestat: You're very anxious to be out of these rooms, aren't you? Why don't we simply get into bed together? I don't… — Anne Rice Tale Of The Body Thief Copy Share Image
One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Amazing what the British do with language; the nuances of politeness. The world's great diplomats, surely. — 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
“I'm a little sadder for all of it, and a little meaner and a little more conscientious as well.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“What would Christ need have done to make me follow him like Matthew or Peter? Dress well, to begin with. And have… — 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
I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
