"Louis worships you. Youāre some sort of dark god to him, though he pretends to hate you for having made him."
"He was very good at flirting, I remember. Iām terrible at flirting, so I learned a few tricks there. How to wink the eye, tilt the head a bit. Apart from that, on a more serious note, he basically said, āDonāt rest on your laurels, donāt get too comfortable, because your listener is very discerningā¦ and make sure to stay one step ahead of yourself."
āStefan Olsdal aboout David Bowie.
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"We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken."
"Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminitely, and so shall we, for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Himā¦ as ourselves."
āLestat de Lioncourt
Interview with the Vampire (1994)
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The Vampire Lestat (1985)
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him.
And I had always loved him, hadn’t I, no matter what happened, and how strong could love grow if you had eternity to nourish it, and it took only these few moments in time to renew its momentum, its heat?
The Queen of the Damned (1988)
Stupidly I stared at him. How perfect he seemed to me as he stood there waiting with such kindness and such patience. And then, like a fool, I came out with it.
“Do you love me now?” I asked.
He smiled; oh, it was excruciating to see his face soften and brighten simultaneously when he smiled. “Yes,” he said.
Prince Lestat (2014)
I kissed him. I pressed my lips to his and I held this kiss for a long silent moment. And then I gave in to a silent wave of feeling, and I took him in my arms. I held him tight against me. I felt his unmistakable silken skin, his soft shining black hair. I heard the blood throbbing in him, and time dissolved, and it seemed I was in some old and secret place, some warm tropical grotto we’d once shared, ours alone in some way, with the scent of sweet olive blossoms and the whisper of moist breeze. “I love you,” I whispered.
In a low intimate voice, he answered: “My heart is yours.”
louis + lestat. die young. love forever.
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“Very well,” Louis said.
“What do you mean?”
He shrugged and smiled.
“I’ll come if you want me. I’ll come and I’ll stay and I’ll be your companion if you want. I don’t know why you want this or how long you’ll want it, or what it’s going to be like, being with you and watching all your antics up close, and trying to be of help and not knowing how to be of help, but I’ll come. I’m tired of fighting it; I give up; I’ll come.”
I couldn’t believe I’d heard right. I stared at him as helplessly as I had in the hallway of the townhouse when I’d first seen him, trying to grasp what he had said.
He leaned close to me, and he put his hand on my arm. “ ‘Wither thou goest, I will go, and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people’; and because I have no other god and never will, you shall be my god.”
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āLestat and Louis in Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis (Anne Rice)
"He is witty, graceful, lovely to look at, lovable to be with. He has also ruined my life, so I canāt help loving him ā it is the only thing to do."
āOscar Wilde about Lord Alfred Douglas, in a letter addressed to Leonard Smithers (1897)
