1,174 Quotes by Anne Rice

It was the first time I’d heard her voice, and I saw the deliberate brave calm of her blanched face, the wind making her eyes tear, though she herself remained staunch.

We are safe now, we have captured you and we have you.

You’re mine, of my flesh and of my blood.

It seemed to me in my wild and passionate soul, in my newborn vampiric heart, that the Magi had come only for Christ’s birth but for my rebirth as well.

Stillness was dangerous for us when we were among mortals, Marius had taught me, for in stillness we appear flawless and unearthly and finally even faintly terrible to mortals, who sense that we are not what we seem.

I heard a sinister laughter, rumbling like low thunder over the moist soft sounds of their anguish and suffering. I heard a long, dry cruel laugh. I closed my eyes. I went deep deep inside myself. I lay in the dirt of the Monastery of the Caves, a wraith of myself, tumbled back into the softest and most terrible memories.

I went soft. I saw the shocks of the blows as so many colors, and I thought to myself bitterly, ah, what beautiful colors, yes, colors. Then came the increased wails of my brothers. They too must suffer this, and what mental refuge did they have, these fragile young students, each so well loved and so well taught and groomed for the great world, to find themselves now at the mercy of these demons whose purpose was unknown to me, whose purpose lay beyond anything I could conceive.

I put my mind at work on the tone of the voices near me, such sweet and pitiable voices. I picked out the boys by name and slowly made a count of them. Over half our little company, our splendid cherubic company, was in this abominable prison.

Now you, brave one, little Ganymede of the blasphemers, you willful brazen cherub.