I'm speaking of the character of human beings, not what they believe in. I'm speaking of those who won't accept a useless life just because they were born to it. I mean those who would be something better. They work, they sacrifice, they do things..." He was moved by this, and I was a little surprised that I'd said it. Yet I felt I'd had hurt him somehow. "There is blessedness in that." I said. "There's sanctity. And God or no God, there is goodness in it. I know this the way I know the mountains are out there, that the stars shine.

I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands!

I don't know why one author writes westerns while another writes detective novels. You don't know why. You go where the intensity is. I feel most comfortable writing about monsters. It's possible that I feel like a monster myself. Or maybe it's because we all have a monster inside of us, a vampire, a ghost, a witch or a werewolf. You do it because it works and it feels really right and authentic.

Writers, as they gain success, feel like outsiders because writers don't come together in real groups.

I stumble through a carnival of horrors

One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world.

You see,' [Armand] said, 'killing other vampires is very exciting; that is why it is forbidden under penalty of death.