As for oblivion, well, we can wait a little while for that.

I hear the birds singing. Listen. I hear them in their cage. The others-all our kind who know of her-they think of her as heartless, but she wasn't heartless. She was only aware of things which I didn't learn till so many decades had passed. She knew secrets that only suffering can teach.

Believe in angels? Then believe in vampires. Believe in me. There are worse things on earth.

The human heart is my school.

…being an atheist required discipline very like that of being Catholic. One could never yield to the idea of a supernatural authority, no matter how often one might be tempted. To think that a personal God had made the world was to yield to a demonic and superstitious and destructive belief.

I left Christianity because I wanted to be a moral person. That is why I left. I no longer believed in its lies.

Drink from me and live forever. Lestat de Lioncourt