But just remember, life without me would be even more unbearable.

The library furnished our dreams, helped us shape our ambitions, made up people of books and ideas and grand designs.

But just remember, life without me would be even more unbearable.

It is not man who is the enemy of the human species. It is the irrational; it is the spiritual when it is divorced from the material; from the lesson in one beating heart or one bleeding vein.

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

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.

I hear the birds singing. Listen. I hear them in their cage. The others-all our kind who know of her-they think of her as heartless, but she wasn't heartless. She was only aware of things which I didn't learn till so many decades had passed. She knew secrets that only suffering can teach.