There are so many books I mean to read, and things I mean to see. Anne Rice More Quotes by Anne Rice More Quotes From Anne Rice 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. Anne Rice stars hurt believe All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied myself a witch and walked in dark streets to punish myself for my doubts. But I knew what it meant to be afraid. Anne Rice fear dark children He had grieved for me, I'll give him that much. But then he is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet; sorrow flatters him like the light of candles; tears become him like jewels. Anne Rice light jewels grieving There's no way to cheat a sensualist like me, somebody who can die laughing for hours over the pattern of the carpet in a hotel lobby. Anne Rice hotel-lobby patterns laughing Why does shame and self-loathing become cruelty to the innocent ? Anne Rice loathing self doe Maybe a new religion will rise now. Maybe without it, man will crumble in cynicism and selfishness because he really needs his gods. Anne Rice selfishness men needs I don't believe in anything, Mother," I said. "You told Armand long ago that you believe you'll find answers in the great jungles and forests; that the stars will finally reveal a vast truth. But I don't believe in anything. And that makes me stronger than you think Anne Rice stars mother believe It was over now, and the meaningless world was tolerable and need not be explained. And never would it be, and how foolish I had ever been to think so. Anne Rice world needs thinking Let the flesh instruct the mind. Anne Rice vampire flesh mind In spite of all the refinements of civilization that conspired to make art--the dizzying perfection of the string quartet or the sprawling grandeur of Fragonard's canvases--beauty was savage. It was as dangerous and lawless as the earth had been eons before man had one single coherent thought in his head or wrote codes of conduct on tablets of clay. Beauty was a Savage Garden. Anne Rice garden men art For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none. Anne Rice dividing despair dark Sometimes fear is a warning. It's like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther. Anne Rice warning fear hands One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and raving, another a monster you cannot control. One will be jealous of your superiority, another shut you out... And the veil will always come down between you Make a legion, you will be, always and forever alone! Anne Rice jealous hate running That is the crowning evil, that we can even go so far as to love each other, you and I. And who else would show us a particle of love, a particle of compassion or mercy? Who else, knowing us as we know each other, could do anything but destroy us? Yet we can love each other. Anne Rice compassion knowing evil I allowed myself to forget how totally I had fallen in love with Lestat's iridescent eyes, that I'd sold my soul for a many-colored and luminescent thing, thinking that a highly reflective surface conveyed the power to walk on water. Anne Rice eye water thinking I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you! Anne Rice hate hatred love-you Aren't there gradations of evil? Is evil a great perilous gulf into which one falls with the first sin, plummeting to the depth? Anne Rice depth evil fall You know nothing... And suppose the vampire who made you knew nothing, and the vampire who made that vampire knew nothing, and the vampire before him knew nothing, and so it goes back and back, nothing proceeding from nothing, until there is nothing! And we must live with the knowledge that there is no knowledge. Anne Rice vampire made knows Then, are you master of us all? You didn't teach her that. Was she supposed to imbibe it from my quiet subservience? Anne Rice teach masters quiet The greatest create of power you have on earth, whether you are an angel, a spirit, a man or woman or child is to help others. Anne Rice angel inspirational children
