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.

Handsome enough' is this Grim Reaper, Who can snuff all these 'brief candles,' every fluttering soul sucking the air, from this hall" -The Vampire Lestat

Making a film, I've learned, can be an exhausting process, due to the need for backing, distribution, etc.

Get thee behind me, tragedy.

As if the night had said to me, ‘You are the night and the night alone understands you and enfolds you in its arms’ One with the shadows. Without nightmare. An inexplicable peace.

-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?

And he would listen, making only a few comments, always sympathetic, so that when I left him I had the distinct impression he had solved everything for me.