Quotes from Anne Rice

You must have more than that to love, because loving, loving keeps us alive, loving is our best defense against time, and time is merciless. Time is a monster. Time devours everything.

It's Stella. Stella's got the gift and she'll get everything when I die.' 'And what's the gift, Miss Mary Beth?' my mother asked her. 'Why, Stella's seen the man,' Miss Mary Beth said to my mother. 'And the one who can see the man when she's all alone inherits all.

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

Does anybody look better in rags than me?

My Beloved. It made her think of beautiful music, of elegant gentleman in old movies she saw on late night television. Of voices from another time, soft and distinct, the very words like kisses.

she seemed to me an intriguing soul

Deidre called it twilight. Rita had seen the word written out, all right, but she'd never heard anyone really say it. Twilight.

El conflicto estalla entre la moral del artista y la moral de la sociedad, no entre la estética y la moral. Pero a menudo esto no es comprendido; y entonces aparece la pérdida, la tragedia. Un artista que roba pinturas de una tienda, por ejemplo, se imagina haber tomado una decisión inevitable pero inmortal y luego se ve a sí mismo como caído en desgracia

Because if God doesn't exist we are the creatures of highest consciousness in the universe. We alone understand the passage of time and the value off every minute of human life. And what constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would have died tomorrow or the day after or eventually . . . it doesn't matter. Because if God does not exist, this life . . . every second of it . . . is all we have.

It's always the young ones who end it. The ones for whom mortality holds magic. As we grow older it's eternity that is our boon.

Soe of us are infinitely better at being miserable than happy.

He could not even see the images which I was seeing, so broken was his heart.

Then no sin matters,' he said. 'No sin achieves evil.' 'That's not true. Because if God doesn't exist we are the creatures of highest consciousness in the universe. We alone understand the passage of time and the value of every minute of human life. And what constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would have died tomorrow or the day after or eventually...it doesn't matter. Because if God does not exist, this life...every second of it...is all we have.

Without Satan, how could there have been the Christ?

LOVE ALL, TRUST A FEW, DO WRONG TO NONE.

But the old Italian commedia that I loved—Pantaloon, Harlequin, Scaramouche, and the rest—lived on as they always had, with tightrope walkers, acrobats, jugglers, and puppeteers, in the platform spectacles at the St.-Germain and the St.-Laurent fairs.

If you want to be a writer, write. Write and write and write.

The entire history of evil in this world is related to what human beings do to one another in order to survive.

Yet their whispers slithered around me. And those scents, ah, not a one was like another. And as clearly as if spoken aloud it came, the summons from mortals here and there, sensing what I was, and the lust.

But the world was a tomb to me, a graveyard of broken statues, and each of those statues resembled her face.

Let me try to tell my stories,' Marius said. 'Let my stories do what stories always do. Let them keep you from your darker dreams and from your darker journey. Let them keep you here.

What a smile. What a dazzle. How I wished for an instant that I had loved him.

When we are weary, we speak lovingly of dreams as if they embodied our true desires—what we would have when that which we do have so sorely disappoints us

I am the vampire Lestat.