I drank, sucking the blood out of the holes, experiencing for the first time since infancy the special pleasure of sucking nourishment, the body focused with the mind upon one vital source.

It was as if I had only just been able to see colours and shapes for the first time. I was so enthralled with the buttons on Lestat's black coat that I looked at nothing else for a long time.

Sensory pleasures are trinkets, trivialities.

If nothing worse than Ale happens to us, we are well off.

The only pain in pleasure is the pleasure of the pain.

I like ponies and things that are pretty and stuff