Quotes from Anne Rice

Ah, so much to ponder. But not now. Now was the time for the conjugal blessing of this new abode.

Mine was the naïveté of the living; now it is the confusion and longing of the dead. Pray when I am finished with this tale, I will go on to something greater. Punishment even would have its shape, its purpose, some conviction of meaning. I cannot imagine eternal flames. But I can imagine eternal meaning.

I want to be read. I want to be valued. That is perhaps the only shot at immortality a human being can have.

Everything that is conscious, aware of itself, has a soul.

Right before my eyes he was seemingly as solid as I was; and then I felt the tingling all through my limbs as he merged with me, and the tiny stabs on my hands and my neck and my face. I struggled as if I were caught in a perfect net.

And you have never given me your love.

He sat relaxed, one knee up, arms folded, face clear one moment in a flash of flame and pale the next. He was soiled all over, and seemed rather limp and in a strange misery of ease. His expression was neither bitter nor sarcastic, only thoughtful-fixed with an enduring expression just as the faces on the mosaics were fixed as they bore lifeless witness to the same events.

Is that the proof, Almighty God, that you are not there, that your saints could be such petty demons?

And your eyes pass over me as if I don't exist.

Porque así es como lo llamarían los humanos. Fueron ellos quienes inventaron a Satán ¿no es así? Satánico no es más que el calificativo que dieron al comportamiento de aquellos que perturbaban el orden en el que querían vivir los hombres

It seemed to me in my wild and passionate soul, in my newborn vampiric heart, that the Magi had come only for Christ's birth but for my rebirth as well.

I hate you as much as I have ever loved you.

By morning, I realized that I was his complete superior and I had been sadly cheated in having him for a teacher.

Žmon?s, nustoj? tik?ti Dievu ir g?riu, ima tik?ti š?tonu. Nežinau, kod?l. Ne, išties žinau, kod?l. Blogis visur ?manomas. O su g?riu situacija amžinai kebli.

What was I to do with this pain? How should I be rid of it? How long would it torment me right here in the city of Venice where I had chosen to seek comfort from mortals and give back to the world in secret payment my blessed and well-educated boys?

It was the spacious garden I loved to paint above all, with no painted frame to set it apart from our world with its dancing figures and bending laurels. It was the familiar garden. For I imagined I could escape into it with my mind.

We are earthly beings, yes, but a small component of us is magical, and why does that component demand blood?

Whatever you thought of the world, you should have let them have their time with it. It was their world and their time.

Scattered in the dark were the vampires.

Lestat appeared to be studying Stirling, who had fallen silent, staring at Lestat, perhaps doing that little mental trick of memorizing all the details about which h would write later on. Members of the Talamasca were especially trained to do it.

I saw in him a species of fear as real as that which I had seen in the young forest, but it was even more innocent for all his age, and all his wrinkles, and the wetness of his lips with the wine. He looked fatigued by that which he couldn't comprehend.

Surely you attribute great degrees and variations to goodness. There is the goodness of the child which is innocence, and then there is the goodness of the monk who has given up everything to others and lives a life of self-deprivation and service. The goodness of saints, the goodness of good housewives. Are all these the same?

This is the only sun that you will ever see again. But a millenium of nights will be yours to see as no mortal has ever seen it, to snatch from the distant stars as if you were Prometheus, an endless illumination by which to understand all things.

In her longer concealing gowns, she moves as a wraith through the rooms around her as if they are not real to her, and she, the ghost of a dancer, seeks for some perfect setting she alone can find.