You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I resolved to move just a little bit more slowly through the world, to look around myself with greater care, and to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
as they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
He was so excited by this little bit of intelligence that he might have gone off, perplexed, pondering for a long time.… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
We’re going to die and not even know. We’ll never know, and all this meaninglessness will just go on and on and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Oh, my darling, wish you were here! And my dark soul is happy again, because it does not know how to be… — 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'm speaking of the character of human beings, not what they believe in. I'm speaking of those who won't accept a useless… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
In a way he made me think of a child doll, with briliant faintly red-brown glass eyes - a doll that had… — 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
