The whole theme of Interview with the Vampire was Louis's quest for meaning in a godless world. He searched to find the oldest existing immortal simply to ask, What is the meaning of what we are?

Anne Rice

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What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to re... by Anne Rice

What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.

indecision fear way

Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven’t tears enough for what you’ve done to me. Six more mortal years, seven, eight…I might have had that shape!’ Her pointed finger flew at Madeleine, whose hands had risen to her face, whose eyes were clouded over. Her moan was almost Claudia’s name. But Claudia did not hear her. ‘Yes, that shape, I might have known what it was to walk at your side.

your-side eye years

It 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.

stars night world

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

loneliness strong people

Handsome enough' is this Grim Reaper, Who can snuff all these 'brief candles,' every fluttering soul sucking the air, from this hall" -The Vampire Lestat

vampire soul air

Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and s... by Anne Rice

Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.

forever sleep

How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? Don't you see, everybody hates God now. It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century. It's that everybody hates Him! At least I think so.

hate world thinking

God, why didn't you make us all dogs? by Anne Rice

God, why didn't you make us all dogs?

dog

an intoxication with forbidden knowledge in which the natural thi... by Anne Rice

an intoxication with forbidden knowledge in which the natural things become unimportant.

intoxication forbidden natural

I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love... by Anne Rice

I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love.

lestat lovers lying

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.

bears looks way

Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can b... by Anne Rice

Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can be no appreciation.

insight appreciation memories

Because," she said, "that is what men would call it. They invented Satan, didn't they? Satanic is merely the name they give to the behavior of those who would disrupt the orderly way in which men want to live.

names giving men

I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as... by Anne Rice

I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.

ordinary people thinking

And this lesson about mortal peace of mind I never forgot. Even if a ghost is ripping a house to pieces, throwing in pans all over, pouring water of pillows, making clocks chime at all hours, mortal will accept almost any "natural explanation" offered, no matter how absurd, rather than the obvious supernatural one, for what is going on.

mind house water

-You are on the verge of being truly mad. -No, not at all. Look a... by Anne Rice

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

mad ties looks

Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly... by Anne Rice

Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly. "Can we not keep some secrets?

our-love secret

I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do... by Anne Rice

I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.

wanted-to-die wanted men

And what if I never go of my own free will? Will you pitch me from some window so that I must fly or fall? Will you bolt all shutters after me? You had better, because I'll knock and knock and knock until I fall down dead. I'll have no wings that take me away from you.

what-if wings fall

[...] so important to believe in a concept of goodness, even if we make it up ourselves. We don't really make it up. it's there, isn't it?" "Oh, yes, it's there," she said. "It's there because we put it there.

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