"You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die.And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up."

"We're frightened of what makes us different."

"I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night."

"How pathetic it is to describe these things which can't truly be described."

"I'm speaking of the character of human beings, not what they believe in. I'm speaking of those who won't accept a useless life just because they were born to it. I mean those who would be something better. They work, they sacrifice, they do things..." He was moved by this, and I was a little surprised that I'd said it. Yet I felt I'd had hurt him somehow. "There is blessedness in that." I said. "There's sanctity. And God or no God, there is goodness in it. I know this the way I know the mountains are out there, that the stars shine."

"Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt."

"I wish I could," laughed the vampire. "How positively delightful. I should like to pass through all manner of different keyholes and feel the tickle of their peculiar shapes. No." He shook his head. "That is, how would you say today . . . bullshit?"

"Because if it's really true that there's no order, then anything can happen to us. Anything at all. There's no real natural law, no right and wrong that's immutable, and the world is suddenly a savage place where any number of things can go wrong."

"Being a vampire for him meant revenge. Revenge against life itself. Every time he took a life it was revenge. It was no wonder, then, that he appreciated nothing. The nuances of vampire existence weren't even available to him because he was focused with a maniacal vengeance upon the mortal life he'd left. Consumed with hatred, he looked back. Consumed with envy, nothing pleased him unless he could take it from others; and once having it, he grew cold and dissatisfied, not loving the thing for itself; and so he went after something else. Vengeance, blind and sterile and contemptible."

"Let the flesh instruct the mind."

"I've lived all these years among those who create nothing and change nothing,' I said. 'Actors and musicians-they're saints to me."

"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 jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long lost perfume."

"Não importava que Deus no céu fosse católico, protestante ou hindu. O que importava era uma coisa mais profunda, mais antiga e mais forte do que qualquer imagem dessas: um conceito do bem baseado na afirmação da vida, na repulsa à destruição, à perversidade, ao uso e abuso do homem pelo homem. Era a afirmação do humano e do natural."

"Finally those you love are simply ... those you love."

"I feel like an outsider, and I always will feel like one. I've always felt that I wasn't a member of any particular group."

"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 her dreams, a demon elf feeding her spinning wheel with the reeds of the world so she might make her own weblike universe."

"The only power that exists is inside ourselves."

"Because people don't believe it unless it happens to them."

"Obsession led me to write. It's been that way with every book I've ever written. I become completely consumed by a theme, by characters, by a desire to meet a challenge."

"We need to stop fighting Christian against Christian. I have no time for anything but trying to love other people. That is a full-time job."

"As they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words drawn in water with a stick. And there is nothing left but the endless flow."

"That process by which you become a writer is a pretty lonely one. We don't have a group apprenticeship like a violinist might training for an orchestra."

"I do not read the ancient languages, but I am beginning to study Greek."

"I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia."

"If you really want peace in any world you have to learn to say nothing."

"The vampires have always been metaphors for me. They've always been vehicles through which I can express things I have felt very, very deeply."

"Why does shame and self-loathing become cruelty to the innocent ?"

"Your soul is your inner being, your thinking, reasoning, loving, choosing inner being. Your capacity to stand up for what is right. Your capacity to fight against what is wrong. Your capacity to choose even to die for what you believe is right. That's your soul."

"I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them."

"You let me handle Marius," I said. "Now, you didn't come without you dagger.""No, I did not," he said, lifting his cloak to reveal it, "And with your permission I would like to plunge it through my heart now so I will most assuredly stone-cold dead before the Master of this house arrives home to find you runnning rampant in his garden!""Permission denied."

"No one is safe from nature's savagery,not even the innocent. Only beauty is consistent. Gabrielle envisions a time when the Savage Garden will overtake civilizations and destroy it."

"It struck me, sharp and hard, that I had been given so many chances to save my soul that my entire life had been constructed around these chances! That was my nature - going from temptation to temptation, not to sin, but to be redeemed."

"And you are with us and one of us, and we are the people of the moon and the stars."

"Obviously, a writer can't know everything about what she writes. It's impossible."

"Ah, but prophecies have a way of fulfilling themselves,' Khayman said. 'That's the magic of it. We all understood it in ancient times. The power of charms is the power of the will; you might say that we were all geniuses of psychology in those dark days, that we could be slain by the power of another's designs. And the dreams, Marius, the dreams are but a part of the great design."

"There are many worlds in the 'Realm of Worlds' where the ascendant beings are not male or female."

"I congratulate myself on not having arrived into the world until the present time. This age suits my taste."

"Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort."

"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 over and over again in a small town ---- anymore than they would hurt the physically disabled or the mentally challenged. My vampires possess gravitas. They can afford to be merciful."

"The most important trait of a writer is an authentic voice. Writers have to have faith in their own voice, and their own way of doing things. Originality is the gem that every writer possesses. Originality also brings on the most merciless attacks. The world resents originality in the beginning writer, and then rewards it abundantly once that writer has been successfully published. Cherish your own voice. Don't try to sound like anybody else. Sound like yourself and take the slings and arrows and keep going."

"I'm going to keep on dealing with the supernatural in a lot of ways."

"Maybe a new religion will rise now. Maybe without it, man will crumble in cynicism and selfishness because he really needs his gods."

"Is there any one of us who doesn't want to strike back at all the evil in this world?"

"After all, these were blood drinkers, beings who spoke gently, liked poetry, and yet killed mortals all the time."

"A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God."

"I enjoy the Web site a lot and I like being able to talk to my readers. I've always had a very close relationship with them."

"I broke with my religion in college."

"Memnoch the Devil happen to be my favorite of all The Vampire Chronicles."

"We live forever, but they don't come back."

"For what can the damned really have to say to the damned?"