Anne Rice

Born: October 4, 1941

Occupation: Author

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Claudia, you've been a very very naughty little girl.

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Handsome enough' is this Grim Reaper, Who can snuff all these 'brief candles,' every fluttering soul sucking the air, from this hall" -The Vampire Lestat

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Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort.

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It was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into night to make a great arching line of which I couldn’t see the end, a night in which I roamed alone...

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Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven’t tears enough for what you’ve done to me. Six more mortal years, seven, eight…I might have had that shape!’ Her pointed finger flew at Madeleine, whose...

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What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.

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Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.

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If I haven't put that on a T-shirt, I'm going to. Actually, I really don't want to write anything that can't be put on a T-shirt. Actually I'd like to write only on T-shirts. Actually, I'd like to write...

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I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands!

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I was the vampire Lestat again. I was back in action. New Orleans was once again my hunting ground.

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Who knew that better than I, who had presided over the death of my own body, seeing all I called human wither and die only to form an unbreakable chain which held me fast to this world yet made me forever...

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The atheism and nihilism of my earlier years now seems shallow, and even a bit cocky.

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What I did was take the Jesus of the Gospels, the Son of God, the Son of the Virgin Mary, and sought to make Him utterly believable, a vital breathing character.

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For several long moments we remained locked together, and I think I covered her hair with small sacred kisses, her perfume crucifying me with memories.

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….it was a brave man’s fear. I knew what he meant. What must a brave general feel when he knows the battle has gone against him and nothing remains but death?

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And he would listen, making only a few comments, always sympathetic, so that when I left him I had the distinct impression he had solved everything for me.

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It was as if when I looked into his eyes I was standing alone on the edge of the world...on a windswept ocean beach. There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves.

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And then there came the pounding of another drum, as if another giant were coming yards behind him, and each giant, intent on his own drum, gave no notice to the rhythm of the other. The sound grew louder...

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A summer rain had left the night clean and sparkling with drops of water. I leaned against the end pillar of the gallery, my head touching the soft tendrils of a jasmine which grew there in a constant...

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Every moment must be first known and then savored.

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And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt.

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It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there....

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I was in the black silence of a medieval street, and blindly I followed its sharp turns, comforted by the height of its narrow tenements, which seemed at any moment capable of falling together, closing...

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Something in me was responding now as the audience responded, not in fear, but in some human way, to the magic of that fragile painted set, the mystery of the lighted world there.

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As if the night had said to me, ‘You are the night and the night alone understands you and enfolds you in its arms’ One with the shadows. Without nightmare. An inexplicable peace.

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What is written beneath this heavy handsome book cover will count, so sayeth this cover…

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I congratulate myself on not having arrived into the world until the present time. This age suits my taste.

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And then it was, that grief and pain made themselves known to me as never before. Note this, because I knew the full absurdity of Fate and Fortune and Nature more truly than a human can bear to know it....

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Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You.

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It seems an insult to the night to speak of purpose and intent, when this common moment is so brimming full of blessed design tranquility. All things follow their course.

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You have made me ashamed of the wasted years. You have made me acknowledge that no darkness has ever been deep enough to extinguish my personal knowledge of love. And all around me in this world I see...

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The finest thing under the sun and moon is the human soul. I marvel at the small miracles of kindness that pass between humans, I marvel at the growth of conscience, at the persistence of reason in the...

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I didn’t look to the shore much after this first long and memorable glimpse. I looked up at Heaven and her court of mythical creatures fixed forever in the all powerful and inscrutable stars. Ink black...

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One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before.

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Amazing what the British do with language; the nuances of politeness. The world's great diplomats, surely.

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You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.

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In these last few days, we were close because we were both mortal men. We saw the same sun and the same twilight, we felt the same pull of the earth beneath our feet. We drank together and broke bread...

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Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mortal till you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother, and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time...

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I will be the Vampire Lestat for all to see. A symbol, a freak of nature - something loved, something despised all of those things. I tell you I can't give it up. I can't miss. And quite frankly I am not...

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I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not.

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I can’t help being a gorgeous fiend. It’s just the card I drew.

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I read The Old Curiosity Shop before I began Blackwood Farm. I was amazed at the utter madness in that book.

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Stephen King in many respects is a wonderful writer. He has made a contribution. People in the future will be able to pick up Stephen King's books and learn a lot about who we were by reading those books.

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Give me a man or woman who has read a thousand books and you give me an interesting companion. Give me a man or woman who has read perhaps three and you give me a very dangerous enemy indeed.

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I knelt and prayed, and the strongest truth came over me. Didn't matter if God in his heaven was a Catholic or a Protestant God, or the God of the Hindus. What mattered was something deeper and older and...

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Artists are meant to be madmen, to disturb and shock us.

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Yes. To write a novel is to risk my sanity. The deeper I get into the suffering and conflict of the characters, into the very situations and thoughts and feelings that make the novel worthwhile, the worse...

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His blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestats words made sense to me. I knew peace only when I killed and when I heard his heart in that terrible rhythm, I knew again...

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We are not damned. We never were. Who under the sun has the right to damn any living breathing creature?

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Remember always, he said, that nothing is as precious to us as the magnificent gift of life. Let the moon and the stars always remind you of this-that though we are tiny creatures in this universe, we...

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It is tragic that many in America think of us - Christians - as being people who hate others.

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The NRA disgraced itself this morning with a self-serving press event in which they demonized the media and the entertainment industry for gun violence in America, and advocated a national data base for...

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That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely, and yet I can't recall any sunrise before it. I watched its whole magnificence for the last time as if it were...

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…being an atheist required discipline very like that of being Catholic. One could never yield to the idea of a supernatural authority, no matter how often one might be tempted. To think that a personal...

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Just remember... life without me would be even more unbearable.

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I assume I don't need an introduction.

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The truth is, laughter always sounds more perfect than weeping. Laughter flows in a violent riff and is effortlessly melodic. Weeping is often fought, choked, half strangled, or surrendered to with humiliation.

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We live in a world full of accidents finally in which on aesthetic principles have a consistency of which we can be sure. Right and wrong we will struggle with forever striving to create and maintain an...

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Evil is just a point of view

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I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love.

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I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia.

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Strong women are absolutely unpredictable.

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I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will.

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It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so.

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I don't believe in anything, Mother," I said. "You told Armand long ago that you believe you'll find answers in the great jungles and forests; that the stars will finally reveal a vast truth. But I don't...

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As the Roman Empire came to its close, all the old gods of the pagan world were seen as demons by the Christians who rose. It was useless to tell them as the centuries passed that their Christ was but...

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Maybe a new religion will rise now. Maybe without it, man will crumble in cynicism and selfishness because he really needs his gods.

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Don't be a fool for the Devil, darling.

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Yet I saw crypts when I looked at him, and I heard the beat of kettledrums. I saw torchlit fields where I had never been, heard vague incantations, felt the heat of raging fires on my face. And they didn't...

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Why does shame and self-loathing become cruelty to the innocent ?

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My last sunrise. That morning, I was not yet a vampire. And I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely; yet I do not think I remember any other sunrise before it.

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You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die. And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up.

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Mortal beauty often makes me ache, and mortal grandeur can fill me with that longing...but Paris, Paris drew me close to her heart, so I forgot myself entirely. Forgot the damned and questing preternatural...

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A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.

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I feel like an outsider, and I always will feel like one. I've always felt that I wasn't a member of any particular group.

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I want to love all the children of God - Christian, Jew, Moslem, Hindu, Buddhist - everyone. I want to love gay Christians and straight Christians.

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To write something, you have to risk making a fool of yourself.

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To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner.

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The vampires have always been metaphors for me. They've always been vehicles through which I can express things I have felt very, very deeply.

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Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty.

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The whole theme of Interview with the Vampire was Louis's quest for meaning in a godless world. He searched to find the oldest existing immortal simply to ask, What is the meaning of what we are?

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I know nothing of God or the Devil. I have never seen a vision nor learned a secret that would damn or save my soul.

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We need to stop fighting Christian against Christian. I have no time for anything but trying to love other people. That is a full-time job.

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The most difficult novel I have had to write in terms of just getting it done was The Vampire Lestat. It took a year to write.

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You reach deep down and bring up what feels absolutely authentic to you as you move along with the book, but you don't know everything about it. You can't.

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I'm always looking, and I'm always asking questions.

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Obsession led me to write. It's been that way with every book I've ever written. I become completely consumed by a theme, by characters, by a desire to meet a challenge.

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I claim Dickens as a mentor. He's my teacher. He's one of my driving forces.

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I'm going to keep on dealing with the supernatural in a lot of ways.

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People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil. I don't know why. No, I do indeed know why. Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.

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The thing should have plot and character, beginning, middle and end. Arouse pity and then have a catharsis. Those were the best principles I was ever taught.

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Dickens is a very underrated writer at the moment. Everyone in his time admired him but I think right now he's not spoken of enough.

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First-person narrators is the way I know how to write a book with the greatest power and chance of artistic success.

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I broke with my religion in college.

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I can't get very far away from Christianity, I can't get very far away from the angels and the saints. I work them in always, in some way.

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I can't keep up with Stephen King's output.

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I do not read the ancient languages, but I am beginning to study Greek.

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I do want to go another way - to write something completely different.

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I enjoy the Web site a lot and I like being able to talk to my readers. I've always had a very close relationship with them.

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I love New Orleans physically. I love the trees and the balmy air and the beautiful days. I have a beautiful house here.

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I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.

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I was obsessed with religious questions, the basics: Why are we here? Why is the world so beautiful?

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The world doesn't need any more mediocrity or hedged bets.

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There may be writing groups where people meet but it's occasional. You really do it all at your own computer or your own typewriter by yourself.

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We're frightened of what makes us different.

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Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ASK. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds.

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That process by which you become a writer is a pretty lonely one. We don't have a group apprenticeship like a violinist might training for an orchestra.

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‎There's no way to cheat a sensualist like me, somebody who can die laughing for hours over the pattern of the carpet in a hotel lobby.

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He had grieved for me, I'll give him that much. But then he is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet; sorrow flatters him like the light of candles; tears become him like jewels.

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My heart right now is totally connected to a book called The Servant of the Bones, which is not in any way connected with vampires or witches. It's about a new hero, a ghost, who really doesn't particularly...

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I wish we had more visible Christian and Catholic leaders who talked about love.

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Re-telling the Christian story is the essence of my vocation. That has been going on since the Evangelists in one form or another.

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Evil is a point of view ... God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately ... for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no...

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It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words.

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All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied myself a witch and walked in dark streets to punish myself for my doubts. But I knew what it...

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Paris was a universe whole and entire unto herself, hollowed and fashioned by history; so she seemed in this age of Napoleon III with her towering buildings, her massive cathedrals, her grand boulevards...

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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 life just because they were born to it. I mean those who would be something better....

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It's not so," I said. "And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

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What does it mean to die when you can live until the end of the world?

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It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words. That is, if it doesn't destroy us, if it doesn't burn away the optimism and the...

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Writers write about what obsesses them. You draw those cards. I lost my mother when I was 14. My daughter died at the age of 6. I lost my faith as a Catholic. When I'm writing, the darkness is always there....

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Lestat and Louie feel sorry for vampires that sparkle in the sun. They would never hurt immortals who choose to spend eternity going to high school over and over again in a small town ---- anymore than...

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When I'm writing, the darkness is always there. I go where the pain is.

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[...] so important to believe in a concept of goodness, even if we make it up ourselves. We don't really make it up. it's there, isn't it?" "Oh, yes, it's there," she said. "It's there because we put it...

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As if it were our very birthright, which we could not come to grasp the meaning of until this time of middle life when we looked on only as many years ahead as already lay behind us.

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I think to feel this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn.

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Was it fair to say I didn't know the full state of my soul?

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But don't you see, all human decisions are made like this. Do you think the mother knows what will happen to the child in her womb? Dear God, we are lost, I tell you. What does it matter if you give it...

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… in the relentless and meaningless manner one searches for something in a nightmare, coming on doors that won’t open or drawers that won’t shut, struggling over and over against the same meaningless...

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Oh, the lies that I have told myself and others. I knew it yet I didn't know.

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I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

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And what if I never go of my own free will? Will you pitch me from some window so that I must fly or fall? Will you bolt all shutters after me? You had better, because I'll knock and knock and knock until...

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I was good and bad, but never wicked.

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I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.

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The only power that exists is inside ourselves.

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To be godless is probably the first step to innocence," he said, "to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false grief for things supposed to be lost." So by innocence you mean not an absence of...

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Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly. "Can we not keep some secrets?

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-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?

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And my heart beat faster for the mountains of eastern Europe, finally, beat faster for the one hope that somewhere we might find in that primitive countryside the answer to why under God this suffering...

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If you want to be a writer, write. Write and write and write. If you stop, start again. Save everything that you write. If you feel blocked, write through it until you feel your creative juices flowing...

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Do you know what it means to be loved by Death?... Do you know what it means to have Death know your name?

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The only pain in pleasure is the pleasure of the pain.

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No one is safe from nature's savagery,not even the innocent. Only beauty is consistent. Gabrielle envisions a time when the Savage Garden will overtake civilizations and destroy it.

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Oh, my darling, wish you were here! And my dark soul is happy again, because it does not know how to be anything else for very long, and because the pain is a deep dark sea in which I would drown if I...

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When you find out there is no ultimate good and evil in which you can place your faith, the world does not fall apart at the seams. It simply means that every decision is more difficult, more critical,...

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We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us.

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The supernatural world has always been more real to me than the real world.

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And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing in pans all over, pouring water of pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortal will...

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Words. Borne on the ever swelling current of hatred, like flowers opening in the current, petals peeling back, then falling apart.

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How pathetic it is to describe these things which can't truly be described.

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I was at a loss suddenly; but conscious all the while of how Armand listened; that he listened in the way that we dream of others listening, his face seeming to reflect on every thing said. He did not...

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As for oblivion, well, we can wait a little while for that.

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Whatever will happen will happen, but choose your companions with care. Choose them because you like to look at them and you like the sound of their voices, and they have profound secrets in them that...

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Don't be a pawn in somebody's game. Find the attitude which gives you the maximum strength and the maximum dignity, no matter what else is going on

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Because," she said, "that is what men would call it. They invented Satan, didn't they? Satanic is merely the name they give to the behavior of those who would disrupt the orderly way in which men want...

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There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear witness to and understand as much as possible of the complexity of the world -- its beauty, its mysteries, its riddles. The more you understand, the more...

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Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can be no appreciation.

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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 truth is subversive, that candor is dangerous, that the very scaffold...

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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...

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I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.

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Wasn't it his right to listen to opera, read poetry and adventure novels, go to Europe every couple of months for some reason or another, and drive his Porsche over the speed limit until he found out who...

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I will write things, he was thinking. I will write something meaningful and wonderful someday. I can do that. And I'll dedicate it to you because you're the first person who ever made me think I could.

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He had never expected death to be this quiet, this secretive, this easy.

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You are alone when something like this happens. Doesn't matter how many people love you and want to help you. You are alone. When Marchent died, she was alone.

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Thank God he killed the guy. Oh, now, wait a minute. What kind of a prayer was that!

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Phil was mumbling that Reuben might become a writer after all and writers had a way of "redeeming everything that ever happens to them.

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God, what is it like to be You and hear all those people all the time everywhere, begging, imploring, calling out for anything and anyone?

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Oh, if the moon only had a secret, if the moon only held a truth. But the moon was just the moon.

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Time can tick when there is no clock.

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Get thee behind me, tragedy.

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I'm hoping what all sentient beings hope ... that somehow I'm part of something larger than myself, in which I play a role, an actual role that is somehow intended and meaningful.

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But all morality is of necessity shaped by context. I'm not talking relativism, no. To ignore the context of a decision is in fact immoral.

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Pride is the parent of destruction; pride eats the mind and the heart and the soul alive.

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He was so excited by this little bit of intelligence that he might have gone off, perplexed, pondering for a long time. It was like reading a wonderful sentence in a book, and not being able to continue...

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When we talk about our lives, long or short, brief and tragic or enduring beyond comprehension, we impose a continuity on them, and that continuity is a lie.

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There's a virtue,' Felix said, 'to listening to a reluctant storyteller. You know that he is in fact diving deep for the salvageable truth.

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Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger than a speck of dust beating, beating against death, against meaninglessness, against guilt, against...

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Because I show you my pain, I do not of necessity love you.

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In spite of all the refinements of civilization that conspired to make art--the dizzying perfection of the string quartet or the sprawling grandeur of Fragonard's canvases--beauty was savage. It was as...

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How can so much beauty hide such a bruised and steely heart, and why must I love him, why must I lean in my weariness upon his irresistible yet indomitable strength? Is he not the wizend funeral spirit...

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There are too many other inexplicable things around us--horrors, threats, mysteries that draw you in and then inevitably disenchant you. Back to the predictable and humdrum. The prince is never going to...

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I tell you, we would be hard put to determine what is more evil -- religion or the pure idea. The intervention of the supernatural or the elegant abstract solution! Both have bathed this earth in suffering;...

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Don't you see? I'm not the spirit of any age. I'm at odds with everything and always have been! I have never belonged anywhere with anyone at any time!

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Writers, as they gain success, feel like outsiders because writers don't come together in real groups.

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This evil, this concept, it comes from disappointment, from bitterness! Don't you see? Children of Satan! Children of God! Is this the only question you bring to me, is this the only power that obsesses...

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Then, are you master of us all? You didn't teach her that. Was she supposed to imbibe it from my quiet subservience?

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Go where the pain is, go where the pleasure is.

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So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.

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My own funeral, I'd like to be laid out in a coffin in my own house. I would like my coffin to be put in the double parlor, and I would like all the flowers to be white.

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I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night.

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I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had always...

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Say what you will to the force that governs the universe. Perhaps we'll call it into being, and it will yet love us as we love it.

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...what was the good of being a movie werewolf? You howled at the moon; you couldn't remember what you did, and then somebody shot you.

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Anne Rice

In the name of Christ, I refuse to be anti-gay. I refuse to be anti-feminist. I refuse to be anti-artificial birth control. I refuse to be anti-Democrat. I refuse to be anti-secular humanism. I refuse...

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Anne Rice

What does all this mean finally, I kept asking like a college kid. Why does it make me want to cry? Maybe it’s that we are all outsiders, we are all making our own unusual way through a wilderness of...

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Anne Rice

Sleep is your friend. Dreams are your unwelcome guests.

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Anne Rice

The fact that I loved you was the greatest lie I have ever lived.

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Anne Rice

Anger is too pathetic. Anger is as weak as fear.

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Anne Rice

Some mysteries are simply irresistible,” she said. “They have components that alter a life.

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Anne Rice

I stumble through a carnival of horrors

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Anne Rice

And I loved this moment for all it's pain...We seemed for a moment like two parts of the same thing.

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Anne Rice

Revenge is the concern of those who are at some point or other beaten. I am not beaten, I told myself. No, not beaten. And victory is far more interesting to contemplate than revenge.

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Anne Rice

I don't believe in anything and that makes me stronger than you think

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Anne Rice

I had wanted to say that my song was far too painful to sing.

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Anne Rice

Be kind. Always if you have a choice, be kind.

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Anne Rice

The greatest create of power you have on earth, whether you are an angel, a spirit, a man or woman or child is to help others.

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Anne Rice

Who has a right to tell me I have no gift, no talent, no passion ...' he murmured. 'Why do people say those things to you when youre young? Doesn't seem fair, does it?' 'No, darling, it's not fair,'she...

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Anne Rice

The highest truths a person could discover were rooted in the natural world.

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Anne Rice

In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?

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Anne Rice

And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus.

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Anne Rice

Heaven would be Hell in no time if every cruel, selfish, vicious soul went to Heaven.

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Anne Rice

Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.

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Anne Rice

The worst takes its time to come, and then to pass.

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Anne Rice

In the name of Christ, I quit Christianity.

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Anne Rice

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 readers to write your own original stories with your own...

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Anne Rice

Protect your voice and your vision. If going on the Internet and reading Internet reviews is bad for you, don’t do it. … Do what gets you to write and not what blocks you. … Don’t take any guff...

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Anne Rice

Ah, come now. I look like an angel, but I'm not. The old rules of nature encompass many creatures like me. We're beautiful like the diamond-backed snake, or the striped tiger, yet we're merciless killers

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Anne Rice

There are so many books I mean to read, and things I mean to see.

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Anne Rice

You know nothing... And suppose the vampire who made you knew nothing, and the vampire who made that vampire knew nothing, and the vampire before him knew nothing, and so it goes back and back, nothing...

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Anne Rice

Aren't there gradations of evil? Is evil a great perilous gulf into which one falls with the first sin, plummeting to the depth?

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Anne Rice

I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!

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Anne Rice

I allowed myself to forget how totally I had fallen in love with Lestat's iridescent eyes, that I'd sold my soul for a many-colored and luminescent thing, thinking that a highly reflective surface conveyed...

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Anne Rice

That is the crowning evil, that we can even go so far as to love each other, you and I. And who else would show us a particle of love, a particle of compassion or mercy? Who else, knowing us as we know...

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Anne Rice

A starving child is a frightful sight. A starving vampire, even worse.

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Anne Rice

You sense my loneliness, (...) my bitterness at being shut out of life. My bitterness that I'm evil, that I don't deserve to be loved and yet I need love hungrily. My horror that I can never reveal myself...

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Anne Rice

One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and raving, another a monster you cannot control. One will be jealous of your superiority, another...

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Anne Rice

Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal...

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Anne Rice

Lestat: Toughen up baby. I'm looking for the eternal scum.

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Anne Rice

But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out for reality, rather would feed reality to her dreams, a demon elf feeding her spinning wheel...

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Anne Rice

Sometimes fear is a warning. It's like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther.

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Anne Rice

I picture heaven as a vast library, with unlimited volumes to read. And paintings and statues to examine galore. I picture it as a great doorway to learning...rather than one great dull answer to all our...

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Anne Rice

So we reach into the raging chaos, and we cling to it, and we tell ourselves it has meaning, and that the world is good, and we are not evil, and we will all go home in the end.

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Anne Rice

For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none.

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Anne Rice

Go where the pleasure is in your writing. Go where the pain is. Write the book you would like to read. Write the book you have been trying to find but have not found. But write. And remember, there are...

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Anne Rice

You make me miserable. You really do, I want you to know that. Much as I love you, much as I need you, much as I can't exist without you, you make me miserable.

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Anne Rice

We’re going to die and not even know. We’ll never know, and all this meaninglessness will just go on and on and on. And we won’t any longer be witnesses to it. We won’t have even that little bit...

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Anne Rice

Our language needs endless synonyms for beautiful; the eyes could see what the tongue cannot possibly describe.

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Anne Rice

The evil of one murder is infinite, and my guilt is like my beauty - eternal. I cannot be forgiven, for there is no one to forgive me for all I've done.

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Anne Rice

One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world.

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Anne Rice

If I am an angel, paint me with black wings.

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Anne Rice

You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!

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Anne Rice

Yes, I know," "And I love to hear you say it, Louis. I need to hear you say it. I don't think anyone will ever say it quite like you do. Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am....

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Anne Rice

I don't like myself you know. I love myself. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

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Anne Rice

It is not man who is the enemy of the human species. It is the irrational; it is the spiritual when it is divorced from the material; from the lesson in one beating heart or one bleeding vein.

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Anne Rice

The fans, the vampire groupies, love the idea of this androgynous, preternatural figure stalking the night, and craving aesthetic pleasure just as he craves blood, wearing only the best velvet clothes,...

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Anne Rice

A singer can shatter glass with the proper high note," he said, "but the simplest way to break glass is simply to drop it on the floor.

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Anne Rice

The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead.

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Anne Rice

I like to read things I've read before. It's like listening over and over to your favorite song.

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Anne Rice

Roman influence seeds itself, sprouting mighty oaks right through the modern forest of computers, digital disks, microviruses and space satellites.

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Anne Rice

I wasn't sent here to find angels! I wasn't sent here to dream of them. I wasn't sent here to hear them sing! I was sent here to be alive. To breathe and sweat and thirst and sometimes cry.

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Anne Rice

My faith in Christ is central to my life. My conversion from a pessimistic atheist lost in a world I didn't understand, to an optimistic believer in a universe created and sustained by a loving God is...

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Anne Rice

You see,' [Armand] said, 'killing other vampires is very exciting; that is why it is forbidden under penalty of death.

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Anne Rice

My life's been too much of a self-created vocation. And there are times when I think I've done everything in the name of defiance.

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Anne Rice

And books, they offer one hope -- that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe, one is saved.

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Anne Rice

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly. Only if you do that can you hope...

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Anne Rice

I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it.

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Anne Rice

No matter how long we exist, we have our memories. Points in time which time itself cannot erase. Suffering may distort my backward glances, but even to suffering, some memories will yield nothing of their...

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Anne Rice

We have such a terrible, terrible misconception of science. We think it involves the definite, the precise, the known; it is a horrid series of gates to an unknown as vast of the universe; which means...

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Anne Rice

None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are.

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Anne Rice

when we are weary, we speak lovingly of dreams as if they embodied our true deisres-What we WOULD have when that which we DO have so sorely disappoints us

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Anne Rice

I have lived lies. I have done it again and again. I live lies because I cannot endure the weakness of anger, and I cannot admit the irrationality of love.-Marius

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Anne Rice

I saw the Light,saw the myriad spirits flying loose up the Tunnel towards the celestial blaze, the Tunnel perfectly round and widening as they rose and for one blessed moment, one blessed tiny instant,...

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Anne Rice

And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter how bruised my intellect and spirit.

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Anne Rice

Perhaps I fear him because I could love him again, and in loving him, I would come to need him, and in needing him, I would again be his faithful pupil in all things, only to discover that his patience...

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Anne Rice

His Back was turned to the end of the world and the end of the world was quiet.

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Anne Rice

I would have done just about anything for him.

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Anne Rice

You were the vampire in my dream. My perfect one.

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Anne Rice

That was my nature - going from temptation after temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.

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Anne Rice

as they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words drawn in water with a stick. And there is nothing left...

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Anne Rice

My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death

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Anne Rice

When you think night and day and every moment only of pleasing me, things will be very easy for you.

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Anne Rice

Everyone is a potential naked slave to you once you become a trainer.

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Anne Rice

Don't let the old story repeat itself now. Arm yourself with all that's happened.

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Anne Rice

Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt

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Anne Rice

We are predators, Whose all seeing eyes were meant to give them detachment.

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Anne Rice

Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest.

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Anne Rice

Suppose death had a heart to love and to release you, to whom would he turn this passion, would you chose a person from the crowd there. A person to suffer as you suffer.

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Anne Rice

The earth here is beautiful. And it still belongs to the dead.

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Anne Rice

Let the spirits witness: for theirs is the knowledge of the future - both what it would be, and what I will: You are the Queen of the Damned, that's what you are! Evil is your only destiny. But at your...

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Anne Rice

We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us.

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Anne Rice

In the chapel you prayed to be a saint and now I will make you a god.

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Anne Rice

How shameful. How predictable! How insipid. And how sweet.

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Anne Rice

I grabbed her ankle and kissed it, and when I looked up I saw her chin and her eyelashes as she threw back her head and laughed.

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Anne Rice

In a way he made me think of a child doll, with briliant faintly red-brown glass eyes - a doll that had been found in an attic. I wanted to polish him with kisses, clean him up, make him evevn more radiant...

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Anne Rice

Curses of vanished elders echoed down on me; too pretty, too soft, too pale, eyes far too full of the Devil, ah, that devilish smile

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Anne Rice

You never know the palette of the one you kill until the mind disgorges its finest colours.

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Anne Rice

Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun

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Anne Rice

All the mortal world is a lethal enemy during those hours between dawn and dusk.

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Anne Rice

Words are like gems to me... imagine yourself walking through a very shallow stream and picking up beautiful stones that catch your eye... that's what names are like for me.

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Anne Rice

But during all these years I had a vague but persistent desire to return to New Orleans. I never forgot New Orleans. And when we were in tropical places and places of those flowers and trees that grow...

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Anne Rice

The young know how truly difficult and dreadful youth can be. Their youth is wasted on everyone else, that's the horror. The young have no authority, no respect.

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Anne Rice

I resolved to move just a little bit more slowly through the world, to look around myself with greater care, and to try to remain conscious of all that was going on around me at all times.

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Anne Rice

I am in love with you', I responded. He laughed the most beguiling and gentle laugh. 'Of course you are,' he replied. 'I understand perfectly because I'm in love with myself. The fact that I'm not transfixed...

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Anne Rice

An evil for these times destined to move through the world in handsome human guise.

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Anne Rice

Consequently, if you believe God made Satan, you must realize that all Satan's power comes from God and so that Satan is simply God's child, and that we are God's children also. There are no children of...

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Anne Rice

I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose.

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Anne Rice

In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked...

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Anne Rice

There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear witness to and understand as much as possible of the complexity of the world- its beauty, its mysteries, its riddles.

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Anne Rice

Keep your secrets Keep your silence It is a better gift than truth

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Anne Rice

Oh, but when love is reached through suffering, it has a power it can never gain through innocence.

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Anne Rice

When you make his sandwiches, put a sexy or loving note in his lunch box.

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Anne Rice

From my stone pillow I have dreamed dreams of the mortal world above. I have heard its voices, its new music, as lullabies as I lie in my grave. I have envisioned its fantastical discoveries. I have known...

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Anne Rice

Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell.

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Anne Rice

The spirit who inhabits her animates us all. Destroy the host, you destroy the power. The young die first; the old wither slowly; the eldest perhaps would go last. But she is the Queen of the Damned, and...

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Anne Rice

I was particularly stunned by the casting of [Tom] Cruise, who is no more my Vampire Lestat than Edward G. Robinson is Rhett Butler.

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Anne Rice

It draws it's strength, this big secret, from the same root from which I draw my strength, both the good and the bad, because in the end, they cannot be separated.

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Anne Rice

And what constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would die tomorrow or the day after or eventually... it doesn't matter. Because if God does not exist, then life......

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Anne Rice

You are someone worth loving

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Anne Rice

The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us.

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Anne Rice

Drink from me and live forever. Lestat de Lioncourt

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Anne Rice

I saw finally the futility of all these gestures, that witchcraft is but a matter of focus-that one cann apply one's fierce and immeasurable energies to an act of choice.

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Anne Rice

I am not times fool, nor a god hardened by the millennia; I am not the trickster in the black cape nor the sorrowful wanderer. I have a conscience. I know right from wrong I know what I do and yes, I do...

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Anne Rice

Let the flesh instruct the mind.

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Anne Rice

an intoxication with forbidden knowledge in which the natural things become unimportant.

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Anne Rice

Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!

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Anne Rice

I'm usually working on my own mythology, my own realm of created characters. Stories in mythology inspire me, though I may not be conscious of it.

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Anne Rice

I'm definitely more influenced by European writers than I am by American writers, there's no doubt about that.

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Anne Rice

God, why didn't you make us all dogs?

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Anne Rice

Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there's nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don't know...

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Anne Rice

How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? Don't you see, everybody hates God now. It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century. It's that everybody hates Him!...

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Anne Rice

Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.

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Anne Rice

It struck me, sharp and hard, that I had been given so many chances to save my soul that my entire life had been constructed around these chances! That was my nature - going from temptation to temptation,...

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Anne Rice

Memnoch the Devil happen to be my favorite of all The Vampire Chronicles.

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Anne Rice

We all suffer under a curse, the curse that we know more than we can endure, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing we can do about the force and the lure of this knowledge.

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Anne Rice

What if I could give you your life back; pluck out the pain; and give you a world of unimaginable beauty that would be for all time.

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Anne Rice

Believe in angels? Then believe in vampires. Believe in me. There are worse things on earth.

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Anne Rice

The human heart is my school.

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Anne Rice

It's so easy to wish for death when nothing's wrong with you! It's so easy to fall in love with death, and I've been all my life, and seen it's most faithful worshippers crumble in the end, screaming just...

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Anne Rice

I like mainly to be invisible, to sort of drift around unseen in the world.

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Anne Rice

But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again.

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Anne Rice

Should we put out the light? And then put out the light. But once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital breath again. It needs must wither.

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Anne Rice

Ignore any loss of nerve, ignore any loss of self-confidence, ignore any doubt or confusion. Move on believing in love, in peace, and harmony, and in great accomplishment. Remember joy isn't a stranger...

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Anne Rice

Motivated employees are crucial to a company's success.

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“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”

― Dr. Seuss