Quotes from Anne Rice

And not having had any true gods of my own, I speak of all gods as if they were poetry.

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 dangerous enemy indeed. But

And I suppose I do believe, in the final analysis, that a peace of mind can be obtained in the face of the worst horrors and the worst losses. It can be obtained by faith in change and in will and in accident; and by faith in ourselves, that we will do the right thing, more often than not, in the face of adversity.

I think you're like a man who loses an arm or a leg and keeps insisting that he can feel pain where the arm or leg used to be.

If we wanted to survive, if we wanted to inherit the millennia as Thorne and Cyril, and Teskhamen and Chrysanthe had inherited them, as Avicus and Zenobia had inherited them, as Marius and Pandora and Flavius had inherited them, and as Rhoshamandes and Sevraine had inherited them—and as Seth and Gregory, now the very oldest among us, had inherited them—then we had to meet the future with respect as well as courage and count fear and selfishness to be small things.

Nuestro mayor error en todo el mundo es nuestra insistencia en considerar cada nuevo acontecimiento como una culminación o un clímax.

So there it is finally," I said. "The whole philosophy—and the whole is founded upon a lie. And you cower like peasants, in hell already by your own choosing, enchained more surely than the lowest mortal, and you wish to punish us because we do not? Follow our examples because we do not!

Mis recuerdos son demasiado claros, demasiado agudos; las cosas debieran gastarse en los bordes y lo irresoluto debería suavizarse. De ese modo, hay escenas tan cerca de mi corazón como fotos en un marco; sin embargo, son retratos monstruosos que ningún artista ni ninguna cámara jamás lograrán.

And we are this, this only, this ecstasy that flesh can give to flesh.

Some of us are infinitely better at being miserable than happy," he said gently. "We're good at it, and proud of it, and we get better and better at it, and we simply don't know what it means to be happy.

But she was radiant, and she was mine; she was as she'd always been, and I told her so silently with all my power, that she was lovely as my earliest memory of her when she had had her old fancy clothes still, and she would dress up so carefully and carry me on her lap in the carriage to church.

I turned and it seemed the room was pulsing violently around me, all its color coalescing as though Monet's spirit had infected the very fabric of all solid matter and the air. All the objects of the room seemed arbitrary and symbolic. And beyond lay the savage night-Lestat's Savage Garden-and random unanswerable stars. As for Louis, he was captivated as only he can become, yielding as men almost never yield, no matter in what shape or form the male spirit may be clothed.

But if evil is without gradation, and it does exist, this state of evil, then only one sin is needed. Isn't that what you are saying? That God exists and.…' " 'I don't know if God exists,' I said. 'And for all I do know Ã¢â'¬Â¦ He doesn't exist.' " 'Then no sin matters,' he said. 'No sin achieves evil.

If there is any sea as blue as the Caribbean I have never beheld it, and when it is seen at twilight, it is most spectacular, but then you will hear more of this later, for I have had much time to contemplate the color of this sea. On

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

Be it further understood that all mortals who would receive the Dark Gifts should be beautiful in person so that the insult to God might be greater when the Dark Trick is done.

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

She would have been gorgeous if someone had thrown her into a waterfall and held her there for half an hour

The men deserve what will happen to them. As a species, they will reap what they have sown.

But then I do not remember everything, as I once thought I did. There is something in us, even us, that will not allow for that, something that pushes the memory of suffering that is unbearable slowly away.

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

It had been the golden time of evening when the sun is gone and everything gives back the light it has absorbed all day long.

The possibility of peace on earth has always existed, and there have always been people who could realise it, and preserve it, and those people are women. If one takes away the men.

Loving our neighbors and our enemies is the core of the Sermon on the Mount, the core of Christianity… Love trumps judgment. We have to regain our credibility as people who know how to love...