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Anne Rice Quotes - Page 15

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But all morality is of necessity shaped by context. I'm not talking relativism, no. To ignore the context of a decision is in fact immoral.

But all morality is of necessity shaped by context. I'm not talking relativism, no. To ignore the context of a decision is in fact immoral.

Talking, Decision, Facts

When we talk about our lives, long or short, brief and tragic or enduring beyond comprehension, we impose a continuity on them, and that continuity is a lie.

Lying, Long, Endure

There's a virtue,' Felix said, 'to listening to a reluctant storyteller. You know that he is in fact diving deep for the salvageable truth.

Diving Deep, Listening, Facts

Anne Rice (2013). “The Wolf Gift”, p.544, Random House

Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger than a speck of dust beating, beating against death, against meaninglessness, against guilt, against sorrow.

Heart, Dust, Sorrow

Say what you will to the force that governs the universe. Perhaps we'll call it into being, and it will yet love us as we love it.

Force, Universe

...what was the good of being a movie werewolf? You howled at the moon; you couldn't remember what you did, and then somebody shot you.

Moon, Remember, Werewolf

Anne Rice (2013). “The Wolf Gift”, p.127, Random House

What does all this mean finally, I kept asking like a college kid. Why does it make me want to cry? Maybe it’s that we are all outsiders, we are all making our own unusual way through a wilderness of normality that is just a myth.

Mean, Kids, College

Some mysteries are simply irresistible,” she said. “They have components that alter a life.

Mystery, Said, Irresistible

Who has a right to tell me I have no gift, no talent, no passion ...' he murmured. 'Why do people say those things to you when youre young? Doesn't seem fair, does it?' 'No, darling, it's not fair,'she said. 'But the mystery is why you listen.

Passion, People, Doe

I'm hoping what all sentient beings hope ... that somehow I'm part of something larger than myself, in which I play a role, an actual role that is somehow intended and meaningful.

Meaningful, Play, Roles

Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly. "Can we not keep some secrets?

Secret, Our Love

Anne Rice (2001). “Blood and gold, or, The story of Marius”

I lived like a man who wanted to die but who had no courage to do it himself.

Men, Wanted To Die, Wanted

Anne Rice (2010). “Interview with the Vampire”, p.12, Ballantine Books

And what if I never go of my own free will? Will you pitch me from some window so that I must fly or fall? Will you bolt all shutters after me? You had better, because I'll knock and knock and knock until I fall down dead. I'll have no wings that take me away from you.

Fall, Wings, What If

Yes. To write a novel is to risk my sanity. The deeper I get into the suffering and conflict of the characters, into the very situations and thoughts and feelings that make the novel worthwhile, the worse I feel, and the more likely I am to be severely depressed when the book is finished. There is no avoiding this: it is the result of attempting to tell all you know, to reach for the stars, to write what matters.

Stars, Book, Character

In these last few days, we were close because we were both mortal men. We saw the same sun and the same twilight, we felt the same pull of the earth beneath our feet. We drank together and broke bread together. We might have made love together, if you had only allowed such a thing. But that’s all changed. You have your youth, yes, and all the dizzying wonder that accompanies the miracle. But I still see death when I look at you. I know now I cannot be your companion, and you cannot be mine

Twilight, Men, Feet

You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.

Devil, Looks, Littles

Anne Rice (2013). “The Complete Vampire Chronicles 12-Book Bundle”, p.2640, Ballantine Books

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

World, Diplomats, Nuance

Anne Rice (2010). “The Queen of the Damned”, p.444, Ballantine Books

What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.

Fear, Way, Indecision

Let tears gather in your eyes. You haven’t tears enough for what you’ve done to me. Six more mortal years, seven, eight…I might have had that shape!’ Her pointed finger flew at Madeleine, whose hands had risen to her face, whose eyes were clouded over. Her moan was almost Claudia’s name. But Claudia did not hear her. ‘Yes, that shape, I might have known what it was to walk at your side.

Eye, Years, Your Side

Anne Rice (1976). “Interview with the Vampire: A Novel”

It was as if this night were only one of thousands of nights, world without end, night curving into night to make a great arching line of which I couldn’t see the end, a night in which I roamed alone under cold, mindless stars.

Stars, Night, World

Anne Rice (2010). “Interview with the Vampire”, p.65, Ballantine Books

Like all strong people, she suffered always a measure of loneliness; she was a marginal outsider, a secret infidel of a certain sort.

Strong, Loneliness, People

Anne Rice (2010). “Interview with the Vampire”, p.62, Ballantine Books

Handsome enough' is this Grim Reaper, Who can snuff all these 'brief candles,' every fluttering soul sucking the air, from this hall" -The Vampire Lestat

Air, Soul, Vampire

Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.

Sleep, Forever

Anne Rice (2013). “The Complete Vampire Chronicles 12-Book Bundle”, p.2851, Ballantine Books

How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? Don't you see, everybody hates God now. It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century. It's that everybody hates Him! At least I think so.

Hate, Thinking, World

Anne Rice (1997). “Memnoch the Devil”, Random House Digital, Inc.

God, why didn't you make us all dogs?

Dog

Anne Rice (2013). “The Complete Vampire Chronicles 12-Book Bundle”, p.2604, Ballantine Books

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