Old truths and ancient magic, revolution and invention, all conspire to distract us from the passion that in one way or another defeats us all.

The truth is most women are weak, be they mortal or immortal. But when they are strong, they are absolutely unpredictable.

An evil for these times destined to move through the world in handsome human guise.

I wasn't sent here to find angels! I wasn't sent here to dream of them. I wasn't sent here to hear them sing! I was sent here to be alive. To breathe and sweat and thirst and sometimes cry.

I do not allow fan-fiction. The characters are copyrighted. It upsets me terribly to even think about fan-fiction with my characters. I advise my readers to write your own original stories with your own characters. It is absolutely essential that you respect my wishes.

I like mainly to be invisible, to sort of drift around unseen in the world.

"You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" he was saying. "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!"