A singer can shatter glass with the proper high note," he said, "but the simplest way to break glass is simply to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I will be the Vampire Lestat for all to see. A symbol, a freak of nature - something loved, something despised all… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
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
I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these… — Anne Rice 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
I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“But the old Italian commedia that I loved—Pantaloon, Harlequin, Scaramouche, and the rest—lived on as they always had, with tightrope walkers, acrobats,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He smiled suddenly and he looked as if he couldn’t hurt anyone for the world. He was too attractive, too friendly, too… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“You're the mad one,' I said. 'If you could see yourself, hear your own voice, your music - which of course you… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Lestat thought the best color at all times for vampires was black, possibly the only aesthetic principle he steadfastly maintained, but he… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“It gave me no hope to see him doing these simple things with the sluggishness of a somnambulist. It proved nothing more… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Lestat and Louie feel sorry for vampires that sparkle in the sun. They would never hurt immortals who choose to spend eternity… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He glanced up at me and then the figure who was questioning him, and I struggled, because I couldn’t help it, to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Ah, come now. I look like an angel, but I'm not. The old rules of nature encompass many creatures like me. We're… — 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
“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
“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
“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
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
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
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
“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
“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share
“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
“Look up at heaven and hell in the sky, for the stars are balls of fire suspended there by the angels.” — Anne Rice Copy Share
I do not allow fan-fiction. The characters are copyrighted. It upsets me terribly to even think about fan-fiction with my characters. I advise my… — Anne Rice Copy Share
Truth is a risky proposition. It's the nature of mediocre human beings to believe that lies are necessary, that they serve a purpose, that… — Anne Rice Copy Share
