And then there came the pounding of another drum, as if another giant were coming yards behind him, and each giant, intent on his own drum, gave no notice to the rhythm of the other. The sound grew louder and louder until it seemed to fill not just my hearing but all my senses, to be throbbing in my lips and fingers, in the flesh of my temples, in my veins.

We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us.

The fans, the vampire groupies, love the idea of this androgynous, preternatural figure stalking the night, and craving aesthetic pleasure just as he craves blood, wearing only the best velvet clothes, and savoring red roses.

So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms.

It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words.

Maybe a new religion will rise now. Maybe without it, man will crumble in cynicism and selfishness because he really needs his gods.

I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it.