"Of course, you must realize that all this time the vampire Lestat was extraordinary. He was no more human to me than a biblical angel. But under this pressure, my enchantment with him was strained. I had seen my becoming a vampire in two lights: The first light was simply enchantment; Lestat had overwhelmed me on my deathbed. But the other light was my wish for self-destruction. My desire to be thoroughly damned. This was the open door through which Lestat had come on both the first and second occasion."
—Louis - Interview with the Vampire (Anne Rice)

muirin007:
If you don’t love Lestat, you’re wrong.
"But he was only Lestat, as I’ve described him to you: devoid of mystery, finally his limits as familiar to me in those months in eastern Europe as his charms. I wanted to forget him, and yet it seemed I thought of him always. It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. And somehow there was a disturbing comfort in that, and despite myself, I’d envision his face–not as it had been the last night in the fire, but on other nights, the last evening he spent with us at home, his hand playing idly with the keys of the spinet, his head tilted to one side. A sickness rose in me more wretched than aguish when I saw what my dreams were doing. I wanted him alive!"
—Louis from
Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice (via
psychemenace)

muirin007:
Rereading Interview With the Vampire and these two were an absolute mess from the start.
"
“Margon’s not tired of Stuart, is he?” he asked suddenly. “He understands, doesn’t he, that Stuart is just so damned exuberant!”
“Are you serious?” Felix laughed softly. “Margon loves Stuart.” He dropped his voice to a confidential whisper. “You must be a very sound sleeper, Reuben Golding. Why, it’s Zeus carrying off Ganymede just about every night.”
Reuben laughed in spite of himself. Actually he was not much of a sound sleeper, or certainly not every night.
"
—The Wolves of Midwinter by Anne Rice
"What a miracle, I thought. One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world. Why, I had, with this simple gesture, actually increased the sum total of light in the universe, had I not?"
"
Very slowly I turned, and I saw Louis’s unmistakable form emerging from the shadows. Only Louis. The light of the candles slowly revealed his placid and slightly gaunt face.
He had on a dusty sad coat, and his worn shirt was open at the collar, and he looked faintly cold. He approached me slowly and clasped my shoulder with a firm hand.
“Something dreadful’s going to happen to you again,” he said, the light of the candles playing exquisitely in his dark green eyes. “You’re going to see to it. I know.”
“I’ll win out,” I said with a little uneasy laugh, a tiny giddy happiness at seeing him. Then a shrug. “Don’t you know that by now? I always do.”
"
—Lestat and Louis, The Tale of the Body Thief (Anne Rice)
"Love me. You have destroyed everything! But if you love me, it can all be restored in a new form. Love me."
"None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are."

khay-thedevil:
luthi69:
Armand, you lying little piece of blood clot.
You could at least have waited to break your word in another sentence not following your vow!
It’s cute they have a nap time though.