99 Famous Quotes By Anne Rice That Will Guide You Through Tough Times
Howard Allen Frances O’Brien, better known as Anne Rice, is an author from the United States, who has won worldwide acclaim as one of the most famous authors of gothic fiction. In addition to that, she has also been a well-known name in the world of erotic and Christian literature. Rice has written plenty of books in a career that has spanned several decades and is a hugely popular author, whose ‘The Vampire Chronicles’ series remains a global favourite. The book ‘Interview With The Vampire’ was the first book of that series and several sequels continued over the next decades, as the series became a runaway success all across the world. On the other hand, she has also been an active writer in the genre of Christian literature and wrote novels on certain episodes from the life of Jesus Christ. ‘Christ The Lord: The Road to China’ and ‘Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt’ are notable examples. Her books have sold around 100 million copies worldwide, making her one of the most popular authors in the world. Her books from ‘The Vampire Chronicles’ have also been made into two movies, and here are some of the famous quotes by Anne Rice.
None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are. You do have a story inside you; it lies articulate and waiting to be written — behind your silence and your suffering. Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult. The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty's dead. Give me a man or woman who has read a thousand books and you give me an interesting companion. Give me a man or woman who has read perhaps three and you give me a very dangerous enemy indeed. The world changes, we do not, therein lies the irony that kills us. To write something you have to risk making a fool of yourself. Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good! In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another? Goddamn it, do it yourself. You’re five hundred years old and you can’t use a telephone? Read the directions. What are you, an immortal idiot? I can’t help being a gorgeous fiend. It’s just the card I drew. I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love. It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words. Keep your secrets
Keep your silence
It is a better gift than truth The only power that exists is inside ourselves. It was as if when I looked into his eyes I was standing alone on the edge of the world...on a windswept ocean beach. There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves. Take me from this earth
an endless night-
this, the end of life.
From the dark I feel your lips
and taste your bloody kiss. People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil... Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult. 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. Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest. Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort. There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear witness to and understand as much as possible of the complexity of the world- its beauty, its mysteries, its riddles. I have lived lies. I have done it again and again. I live lies because I cannot endure the weakness of anger, and I cannot admit the irrationality of love.-Marius Believe in angels? Then believe in vampires. Believe in me. There are worse things on earth. I'm Gentleman Death in silk and lace, come to put out the candles. The canker in the heart of the rose. Strong women are absolutely unpredictable. If I am an angel, paint me with black wings. Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell. Just remember... life without me would be even more unbearable. The truth is, laughter always sounds more perfect than weeping. Laughter flows in a violent riff and is effortlessly melodic. Weeping is often fought, choked, half strangled, or surrendered to with humiliation. We're frightened of what makes us different. And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt. One moment the world is as it is. The next, it is something entirely different. Something it has never been before. Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You. How pathetic it is to describe these things which can't truly be described. As if the night had said to me, ‘You are the night and the night alone understands you and enfolds you in its arms’ One with the shadows. Without nightmare. An inexplicable peace. Be kind. Always if you have a choice, be kind. Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt I was good and bad, but never wicked. 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. Do you know what it means to be loved by Death?... Do you know what it means to have Death know your name? How shameful. How predictable! How insipid. And how sweet. Every moment must be first known and then savored. I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands! To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night. Don't you see? I'm not the spirit of any age. I'm at odds with everything and always have been! I have never belonged anywhere with anyone at any time! 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 then again, they might not. So we reach into the raging chaos, and we cling to it, and we tell ourselves it has meaning, and that the world is good, and we are not evil, and we will all go home in the end. I live lies because I cannot endure the weakness of anger, and I cannot admit the irrationality of love. I know nothing of god or the devil. I have never learned a secret nor found a cure that would damn or save my soul. Don't be a pawn in somebody's game. Find the attitude which gives you the maximum strength and the maximum dignity, no matter what else is going on I love you still, that's the torment of it. Lestat I never loved. But you! The measure of my hatred is that love. They are the same! Do you know now how much I hate you! We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us. As for oblivion, well, we can wait a little while for that. We all suffer under a curse, the curse that we know more than we can endure, and there is nothing, absolutely nothing we can do about the force and the lure of this knowledge. There are so many books I mean to read, and things I mean to see. Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything. We breathe the light, we breathe the music, we breathe the moment as it passes through us. Sometimes fear is a warning. It's like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther. Don't be a fool for the Devil, darling. I think to feel this happy is to be miserable, to feel this much satisfaction is to burn. Heaven would be Hell in no time if every cruel, selfish, vicious soul went to Heaven. I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will. Revenge is the concern of those who are at some point or other beaten. I am not beaten, I told myself. No, not beaten. And victory is far more interesting to contemplate than revenge. The supernatural world has always been more real to me than the real world. I don't like myself you know. I love myself. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself. Let the flesh instruct the mind. I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself. When we are weary, we speak lovingly of dreams as if they embodied our true deisres-What we WOULD have when that which we DO have so sorely disappoints us The human heart is my school. A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God. You see that old woman? That will never happen to you. You will never grow old, and you will never die.
And it means something else too, doesn't it? I shall never ever grow up. Words. Borne on the ever swelling current of hatred, like flowers opening in the current, petals peeling back, then falling apart. I assume I don't need an introduction. One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world. The earth here is beautiful. And it still belongs to the dead. A starving child is a frightful sight. A starving vampire, even worse. I’d thought I knew what beauty was in women; but she’d surpassed all the language I had for it. I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home. The greatest create of power you have on earth, whether you are an angel, a spirit, a man or woman or child is to help others. So until we meet again, I am thinking of you always; I love you; I wish you were here...in my arms. 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. Time can tick when there is no clock. Hell's Bells ringing, my secret music... Why does shame and self-loathing become cruelty to the innocent ? Suppose death had a heart to love and to release you, to whom would he turn this passion, would you chose a person from the crowd there. A person to suffer as you suffer. His Back was turned to the end of the world and the end of the world was quiet. Claudia, you've been a very very naughty little girl. I feel like an outsider, and I always will feel like one. I've always felt that I wasn't a member of any particular group. For always in her there was a dark place full of despair and a great dividing force to make meaning because there was none. What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.
Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun
For several long moments we remained locked together, and I think I covered her hair with small sacred kisses, her perfume crucifying me with memories.
You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!
It seems an insult to the night to speak of purpose and intent, when this common moment is so brimming full of blessed design tranquility. All things follow their course.
Ah, come now. I look like an angel, but I'm not. The old rules of nature encompass many creatures like me. We're beautiful like the diamond-backed snake, or the striped tiger, yet we're merciless killers
Because I show you my pain, I do not of necessity love you. No one is safe from nature's savagery,not even the innocent. Only beauty is consistent.
Gabrielle envisions a time when the Savage Garden will overtake civilizations and destroy it.