For several long moments we remained locked together, and I think I covered her hair with small sacred kisses, her perfume crucifying me with memories.

Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!

Don't be a fool for the Devil, darling.

Claudia... you've been a very very naughty little girl.

Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell.

I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not.

Nothing in all the world is so nonsensical and contradictory, save mortals, that is, who live in the grip of the superstitions of the past.

One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before.

-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?

None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are.

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 very dangerous enemy indeed.

You got secrets you better keepTake flight before she cuts you deep- Sam's song

Most people suspend their judgment till somebody else has expressed his own and then they repeat it.

It is essential to our interest and the security of our colonies that the several nations or tribes of Indians... who live under our protection, should not be molested or disturbed.

It is the tyranny of hidden prejudices that makes us deaf to what speaks to us in tradition.

A tulip doesn't strive to impress anyone. It doesn't struggle to be different than a rose. It doesn't have to. It is different. And there's room in the garden for every flower.

When I see a wall that's hung with different objects, framed or unframed, what I like about it is its fluidity and rule-breaking nature. Just experiment a bit.

There's something about Marxism that brings out warts; the only kind of growth this economic system encourages.

If you need a miracle, be a miracle.

Originality is nothing but judicious plagiarism.