And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter h….

In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of j….

And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus..

Your quest is for darkness only. This sea is not your sea. The myths of men are not your myths. Men's treasures are not yours..

Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there's nothi….

Lestat and Louie feel sorry for vampires that sparkle in the sun. They would never hurt immortals who choose to spend eternity going to high school o….

It's so easy to persecute an older, overweight, unwise, crude, ignorant woman who may very well be a good person at heart who has achieved a great de….

This suffering, this unspeakable capacity to bleed and to know pain and to know annihilation, is what has to be overcome in this world if anyone is t….

The atheism and nihilism of my earlier years now seems shallow, and even a bit cocky..

Curses of vanished elders echoed down on me; too pretty, too soft, too pale, eyes far too full of the Devil, ah, that devilish smile.

Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!.

There was no point in waiting until the next world. You had to do everything now, every kind of sin..

But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out for reality, rather would feed reality to….

I think to feel this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn..

We all suffer under a curse, the curse that we know more than we can endure, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing we can do about the force and t….

The fact that I loved you was the greatest lie I have ever lived..

-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look at me. I can tie my shoelaces. See?.

My greatest sin has always been that I have a wonderful time being myself.

It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words..

But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again..

To write something, you have to risk making a fool of yourself..