Roman influence seeds itself, sprouting mighty oaks right through the modern forest of computers, digital disks, microviruses and space satellites.

I was typing away while everybody was dropping acid and smoking grass. I was known as my own square.

"You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" he was saying. "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!"

My own funeral, I'd like to be laid out in a coffin in my own house. I would like my coffin to be put in the double parlor, and I would like all the flowers to be white.

I don't believe in anything and that makes me stronger than you think

Claudia... you've been a very very naughty little girl.

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.