Quotes from Anne Rice

It does not take a scholar, David, to know such saints were made by other saints in centuries to come as actors and actresses chosen for a Passion Play in a country village.

Once again, I had failed to keep the secret. Even in Antioch long ago, I had failed to keep the secret. Would I always fail to keep the secret? Was this not my fate?

It doesn't weaken us as women, as immortals, to follow our love, even if it leads to a man.

Revenge is a lure, a mighty molten lure, even if it is hopeless!

Maybe blood does not matter to the gods. Maybe blood matters to us.

I saw him in human guise, dancing for humans, as if he were one of them. I smiled in my sleep, as I saw the modern world enfold him, unbelieving, amused, and dancing to his own rhythms.

I don't play by anybody's rules but my own.

There were so many of us, bound together by love, in the Talamasca, and each one is a special case.

She stood listening to the blood inside her, and marveling in a crazed, despairing way that it could still refresh her and strengthen her, even now. Sad, grief-stricken, she looked at the lovely stark wilderness encircling the temple, she looked up at the loose and billowing clouds. How the blood gave her courage, how it gave her a momentary belief in the sheer rightness of the universe?fruits of a ghastly, unforgivable act. If the mind can find no meaning, then the senses give it.

I cannot pretend to be the mortal that once refused Lestat. I cannot reach back and claim that being's reimaginative heart.

How steady yet pulsing was this orgy of fierce light!

You will obey the rules, won't you?" he asked suddenly. Mixture of menace and sarcasm. And maybe a little affection, too. "Of course!" Again I shrugged. "What are they, by the way? I've forgotten. Oh, we don't make any new vampires; we do not wander

All that is magical and divine in me is bounded by the human and always was.

I bent down, close to him, and kissed the side of his throat. My friend, my deepest friend in the world once. And now we'll have this union. Lust old and new. The boy I'd been loving him. I felt the blood pulsing through the artery. My left arm slid beneath his right arm. Don't hurt him. He couldn't get away from me. He didn't even try.

Even to the young who look me, it is a difficult realization that they might become as pale and hard as I am.

off without a trace; we cover up the kill." "You are an imp, Lestat, you know it? A brat.

Marius, of course, Marius! And you look not one day older than when I saw you in my girlhood. Your face is radiant, and your eyes, how beautiful are your eyes. I would sing these praises to the accompaniment of a lyre if I could.

I can't get Him out of my head. I never have. I never will.

Lestat, let me drink. Let me look for the blood with my tongue and my hear. Let me drink, please; you can't deny me that one moment of intimacy.

It is plain that you move through the world by means of questions." "Yes," I said. "I do move through the world by means of questions and too often I've asked those questions in utter silence, or long centuries ago of people who gave me answers that were fragments which I had to piece together as though they were bits of old papyri. I hunger for knowledge. I hunger for what you mean to say to me.

Y vi mis dioses verdaderos... los dioses de la mayoría de los hombres: la comida, la bebida y la seguridad en el conformismo. Cenizas.

I feel the darkness near me; I feel the light shining. And more keenly I feel the contrast between the two. Until

I felt the sputtering flame of true devotion and true mysticism kindled from the weak fire of lives of utter denial.

You are the damnedest creature!" he whispered.