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

A starving child is a frightful sight. A starving vampire, even worse.

For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none.

Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mortal till you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother, and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him.

Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.

Was it fair to say I didn't know the full state of my soul?

It is tragic that many in America think of us - Christians - as being people who hate others.