Quotes by Anne Rice

Writers had a way of redeeming everything that ever happens to them.

Evil is a point of view. We are immortal. And what we have before us are the rich feasts that conscience cannot appreciate and mortal men cannot know without regret. God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately He takes the richest and the poorest, and so shall we; for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves, dark angels not confined to the stinking limits of hell but wandering His earth and all its kingdoms.

And what constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would die tomorrow or the day after or eventually... it doesnt matter. Because if God does not exist, then life... every second of it... Is all we have.

A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.

Evil is a point of view ... God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately ... for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves.God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are none so like him as ourselves.

Evil is anything that goes against life, harms life, stifles life, destroys life. Evil is bringing harm to another person, inflicting unnecessary pain, suffering, or confusion. All evil comes from this. This is the root of all evil.

If goodness does exist, then Im the opposite of it. Im evil, and I revel in it

God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are none so like him as ourselves.

Is there any one of us who doesn’t want to strike back at all the evil in this world?

Because if God doesnt exist we are the creaturesof highest consciousness in the universe. We alone understand thepassage of time and the value off every minute of human life. Andwhat constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would have died tomorrow or the day after oreventually . . . it doesnt matter. Because if God does not exist, this life . . . every second of it . . . is all we have.

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I cant bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me! -Claudia.

The horror was this: the others.

Amazing what the British do with language; the nuances of politeness. The worlds great diplomats, surely.

Who could trust language?

Finally those you love are simply ... those you love.

...But still, even now, to think of it, I feel something akin to that happiness. And Ive more reason now than ever to say that happiness is not what I will ever know, or will ever deserve to know. I am not so much in love with happiness. Yet the name Paris makes me feel it.

Because people dont believe it unless it happens to them.

And do stop trying to determine if I am a man or a woman. The fact is Im a good part both and therefore neither one. I was just explaining to your Aunt Queen. I was born endowed with the finest traits of both sexes and I drift this way and that as I choose.

What mysteries we are, human, vampire, monster, mortal, that we can love and hate simultaneously, and that emotions of all sorts might not parade for what they are not.

To be human, thats what most of us long for. It is the human which has become myth to us.