I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over my lips, my hands!

Don't be a fool for the Devil, darling.

Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell.

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

A singer can shatter glass with the proper high note," he said, "but the simplest way to break glass is simply to drop it on the floor.