When you think night and day and every moment only of pleasing me, things will be very easy for you. — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
It seems an insult to the night to speak of purpose and intent, when this common moment is so brimming full of… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
As if the night had said to me, ‘You are the night and the night alone understands you and enfolds you in… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
The fans, the vampire groupies, love the idea of this androgynous, preternatural figure stalking the night, and craving aesthetic pleasure just as… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“It was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into into night to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I didn’t look to the shore much after this first long and memorable glimpse. I looked up at Heaven and her court… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
A summer rain had left the night clean and sparkling with drops of water. I leaned against the end pillar of the… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
We live in a world full of accidents finally in which on aesthetic principles have a consistency of which we can be… — 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
