Vampire Chronicles: Interview with the Vampire, The Vampire Lestat, The Queen of the Damned (Anne Rice)

I don’t know whether I’m the hero or the victim of this tale. But either way, shouldn’t I dominate it? I’m the one really telling it, after all.

how do you go on breathing and moving and doing things when you know there is no explanation?

we do good when we make others forget their sorrow, make them forget for a little while

It’s an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater luster to our colors, a richer resonance to our words. That is, if it doesn’t destroy us, if it doesn’t burn away the optimism and the spirit, the capacity for visions, and the respect for simple yet indispensable things.

You make life when you play,” I said. “You create something from nothing. You make something good happen.

I’d like to meet the devil some night,’ he said once with a malignant smile. ‘I’d chase him from here to the wilds of the Pacific. I am the devil.’ And

The moon that rose over New Orleans then still rises. As

But vampires feel cold as acutely as humans, and the blood of the kill is often the rich, sensual alleviation of that cold. But

Vengeance, blind and sterile and contemptible.

Do you think that angels are detached?” asked

I found her more alluring than any woman I’d known in mortal life. Even

she seemed to me an intriguing soul clothed

what I felt was inexpressible gratitude for the music, that in this horror there could be something as beautiful as that.

I found her more alluring than any woman I’d known in mortal life.

she seemed to me an intriguing soul

she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort.

For the moment, death is spoiling life for you, that’s all. But life is more important than death.

be careful what you wish for; your wish might come true.

All you can do is make your life have meaning, make it good—

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

The great adventure of our lives. What does it mean to die when you can live until the end of the world? And what is ‘the end of the world’ except a phrase, because who knows even what is the world itself?

‘She’s an era for you, an era of your life. If and when you break with her, you break with the only one alive who has shared that time with you. You fear that, the isolation of it, the burden, the scope of eternal life.

Your cigarette has become one long cylindrical ash.

Some things one doesn’t want to remember.

He looked away as if he were again disengaging himself from the present.

It will never again be what it was. It’s a wonder that I didn’t foresee the cataclysm, but then I never really envision the finish of anything that I start.

The truth is most women are weak, be they mortal or immortal. But when they are strong, they are absolutely unpredictable.

What can the damned really say to the damned?