Anne-rice Quote by Anne Rice Download Open image “But death we are, and death we've always been.” — Anne Rice ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Anne-rice Death Interview-with-the-vampire Vampire-chronicles
Death is nothing to us, since when we are, death has not come, and when death has come, we are not. — Epicurus Copy Share Image
We are always dying, all the time. That's what living is; living is dying, little by little. It is a sequenced collection of individualized… — Chuck Klosterman Copy Share Image
Death is always, under all circumstances, a tragedy, for if it is not then it means that life has become one. — Theodore Roosevelt Copy Share Image
There is no such thing as death. We have all lived before and we are all going to experience new lives. — Betty Shine Copy Share Image
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity. — William Penn 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 the wonderful and beautiful things he'd loved. There was only the keen eye to appreciate it, the heartbreaking capacity to perceive talent in others all around...only a gentleman's means could have kept him close to the… — 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 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 its poetry can be beautiful; it can make us shiver with the recognition of things we have always suspected or felt. It can draw us back to times when the earth was new to man, 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 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
“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Master, the paintings, the paintings in the storage rooms!" I cried. "Forget the paintings. It's too late. Boys, run from here, get out now,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He can see us," said the angel who had been gesturing so pointedly. His voice was subdued but seemed to reach my ears effortlessly… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“The Cardinal was bent over his writing desk, the room unchanged save for the light of what appeared a small antique oil lamp. And there were illuminated letters in the book before him, tiny figures fitted into the capitals, the whole gleaming as he let his hand, quivering, turn the page. "Ah, think of it," he said, smiling as he… — Anne Rice Copy Share
“But what endures is what has always mattered: love - that we love one another as surely as we are alive. And if there… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Let my stories do what stories always do. Let them keep you from your darker dreams & from your darker journey. Let them keep… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Desire radiated from him. It radiated out into the darkness and seemed to find the four walls of this enclosing place, and he turned around waiting, waiting. "Love you?" came Guido's voice. It was so low Tonio strained forward, as if yearning for it. "Love you?" Yes..."Tonio answered. "I am in a hell of desire for you! Have you never… — Anne Rice Copy Share
“What lurked beneath my fancy frills, behind my quiet unquestioning eyes? Who was I? Had I no remembrance of a warmer flame than that… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“You let me handle Marius," I said. "Now, you didn't come without you dagger." "No, I did not," he said, lifting his cloak to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Drink." she whispered, drawing nearer. "Drink." she held the soft, tender flesh of the wrist towards me. "No. I know what to do; haven't… — 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 to why… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
