But there is no value to suffering!
– Anne Rice
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- What is written beneath this heavy handsome book cover will count, so sayeth this cover-¦ – Anne Rice
- Don’t be a fool for the Devil, darling. – Anne Rice
- It has its dark splendor, to walk the nightmare terrain forever. – Anne Rice
- To die or not to die, that is the question; it is nobler to live in torment and rage than not to live at all? – Anne Rice
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- What if the drive to survive was a form of faith, a form of prayer? – Anne Rice
- But Marchent, most journalists can’t be trusted. You do know that, don’t you? – Anne Rice
- Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything. – Anne Rice
- Be kind. Always if you have a choice, be kind. – Anne Rice
- The only power that exists is inside ourselves. – Anne Rice
- Writers had a way of redeeming everything that ever happens to them. – Anne Rice
- A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God. – Anne Rice
- Amazing what the British do with language; the nuances of politeness. The world’s great diplomats, surely. – Anne Rice
- Finally those you love are simply … those you love. – Anne Rice
- Because people don’t believe it unless it happens to them. – Anne Rice
- And you are with us and one of us, and we are the people of the moon and the stars. – Anne Rice
- I had to have him, had to. Just the way I had to have everything I wanted; or had to do everything I’d ever wanted to do. – Anne Rice
- In the story of the prince and the frog, there’s always a frog. This story … it has no frog. – Anne Rice
- I can’t help being a gorgeous fiend. It’s just the card I drew. – Anne Rice
- I watched him rise from the coffin, with slow, elegant gestures; our gestures, for we are the only beings who routinely rise from coffins. – Anne Rice
- After all, these were blood drinkers, beings who spoke gently, liked poetry, and yet killed mortals all the time. – Anne Rice
- Alas, my being the James Bond of vampires isn’t the whole issue. Vanity must wait. – Anne Rice
- In his refusal to believe in anything supernatural or inherently evil, he was as unrealistic as an old voodoo queen who sees spirits everywhere. – Anne Rice
- Lestat: Toughen up baby. I’m looking for the eternal scum. – Anne Rice
- And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt. – Anne Rice
- One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before. – Anne Rice
- I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands! – Anne Rice
- Life is a tragedy, one way or another. What is certain is that you die. – Anne Rice
- For what can the damned really have to say to the damned? – Anne Rice
- I was feeling fear. Not a wild, mortal fear, but something cold like a hook in my side. – Anne Rice
- It seemed at moments, when I sat alone in the dark stateroom, that the sky had come down the meet the sea and some great secret was to be revealed. – Anne Rice
- I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night. – Anne Rice