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.

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

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

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.

To be this happy is to be miserable, to feel this satisfaction is to burn.