As time passed, Michael lost a little faith that he would ever have the love he wanted.
I saw him when he came through the front doors.
All over the lawn, the immortals had begun to wither and decompose, creating little pockets of chaos among the guests.
You whining coward of a vampire who prowls the night killing alley cats and rats and staring for hours at candles as if they were people and standing in the rain like a zombie until your clothes are drenched and you smell like old wardrobe trunks in attics and have the look of a baffled idiot at the zoo.
Spiderwebs broken and torn in a wind that is indifferent to their beauty.
I am your queen,” the woman answered.
Information age. I guess I’m part of it, even if I can’t remember how to use my iPhone from week to week, and have to learn how to send e-mails all over again every couple of years, and can’t retain any profound technological knowledge about the computers I sometimes use.
The Vampire Lestat here.
She found herself staring at a tintype, a late-nineteenth-century photograph.
You will learn as you get older, my dear girl, that not everyone reads as you do. Not everyone has the same encounter with language.
Darkness had been essentially banished from the Earth. It had become a choice.
To be godless is probably the first step to innocence,” he said, “to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false grief for things supposed to be lost.
To be godless is probably the first step to innocence,” he said, “to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false grief for things supposed to be lost.” “So by innocence you mean not an absence of experience, but an absence of illusions.
Don’t ever think that two is enough,” Benedict said. “Don’t ever imagine it. And don’t ever be crippled by believing that you cannot live without one other being, and only that being. 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.
This is when you pray, she thought miserably and quietly. This is when you pray to nothing and no one to take away the terror of what you’ve done, to make it right, to make it that you never never came here.
God is love. But I’m not sure God is absolutely brilliant.
My mind said, Sleep. But more profoundly, my mind said, Dream.
There are many worlds in the ‘Realm of Worlds’ where the ascendant beings are not male or female.
I love you with my whole soul, and I will always love you,” he confided to me. “You are my life. I have hated you for that and love you now so much that you’ve been my instructor in loving. And believe me when I say you will survive this, and that you must for all of us. You will survive because you always have and you always will.
Remember me not for my weakness, for my sins, or for my poor judgment. But that I loved you.