Writers write about what obsesses them. You draw those cards. I lost my mother when I was 14. My daughter died at… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
My faith in Christ is central to my life. My conversion from a pessimistic atheist lost in a world I didn't understand,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
To be godless is probably the first step to innocence," he said, "to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
But don't you see, all human decisions are made like this. Do you think the mother knows what will happen to the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Once I returned to the Church and began to see the universe as a place that really did incorporate redemption and really… — 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
