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I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these things might destroy me. But the...more

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Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that...more

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Malady of mortality

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In his refusal to believe in anything supernatural or inherently evil, he was as unrealistic as an old voodoo queen who sees spirits everywhere.

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As I looked down at him, as I saw his yellow hair pressed against my coat, I had a vision of him from long ago, that tall, stately gentleman in the sw...more

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Should we put out the light? And then put out the light. But once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital breath again. It needs must wither.

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Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ask. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answe...more

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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 ov...more

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Lestat: You're very anxious to be out of these rooms, aren't you? Why don't we simply get into bed together? I don't understand.David: You're serious?...more

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Lestat: Toughen up baby. I'm looking for the eternal scum.

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We live in a world full of accidents finally in which on aesthetic principles have a consistency of which we can be sure. Right and wrong we will stru...more

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No, but one can feel desperate at any age, don’t you think? The young are eternally desperate,” he said frankly. “And books, they offer hope — that a ...more

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And books, they offer one hope -- that a whole universe might open up from between the covers, and falling into that universe, one is saved.

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Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.

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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 ja...more