The highest truths a person could discover were rooted in the natural world.

It draws it's strength, this big secret, from the same root from which I draw my strength, both the good and the bad, because in the end, they cannot be separated.

I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose.

I have to move away from organized religion. The toxic confusion and anger I was feeling in church had become too great.

A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.

Oh, the lies that I have told myself and others. I knew it yet I didn't know.

I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you!