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

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.

It's so easy to persecute an older, overweight, unwise, crude, ignorant woman who may very well be a good person at heart who has achieved a great deal in her life. So easy to vilify her and hate her and try to destroy her life. Woe to anyone today who is not slender, young, clever and politically correct.

The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us.

No matter how rudely someone treats you, remain kind. Walking away at peace with yourself is worth it.

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

... what I fear in writing is the safe decision.