Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You.

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia.

It struck me, sharp and hard, that I had been given so many chances to save my soul that my entire life had been constructed around these chances! That was my nature - going from temptation to temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed.

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

And books, they offer one hope -- that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe, one is saved.

I am not times fool, nor a god hardened by the millennia; I am not the trickster in the black cape nor the sorrowful wanderer. I have a conscience. I know right from wrong I know what I do and yes, I do it. I am the Vampire Lestat. That's your answer do with it as you will.

Was it fair to say I didn't know the full state of my soul?