I saw finally the futility of all these gestures, that witchcraft is but a matter of focus-that one cann apply one's fierce and immeasurable energies to an act of choice.
Anne RiceIt was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into night to make a great arching line of which I couldn’t see the end, a night in which I roamed alone under cold, mindless stars.
Anne RiceOh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell.
Anne Rice