The Truth Is Most Women Are Weak,

That Is The Crowning Evil, That We Can Even Go So Far As To Love Each Other, You And I. And Who Else Would Show Us A Particle Of Love, A Particle Of Compassion Or Mercy? Who Else, Knowing Us As We Know Each Other, Could Do Anything But Destroy Us? Yet We Can Love Each Other.

Locked Together In Hatred. But I Can't Hate You Louis. Louis My Love, I Was Mortal Till You Gave Me Your Immortal Kiss. You Became My Mother, And My Father, And So I'm Yours Forever. But Now It's Time To End It, Louis. Now It's Time To Leave Him.

My Life's Been Too Much Of A Self-created Vocation. And There Are Times When I Think I've Done Everything In The Name Of Defiance.

I Allowed Myself To Forget How Totally I Had Fallen In Love With Lestat's Iridescent Eyes, That I'd Sold My Soul For A Many-colored And Luminescent Thing, Thinking That A Highly Reflective Surface Conveyed The Power To Walk On Water.

It Is Not Man Who Is The Enemy Of The Human Species. It Is The Irrational; It Is The Spiritual When It Is Divorced From The Material; From The Lesson In One Beating Heart Or One Bleeding Vein.