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The fans, the vampire groupies, love the idea of this androgynous, preternatural figure stalking the night, and craving aesthetic pleasure just as he craves blood, wearing only the best velvet clothes, and savoring red roses.

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Anne Rice
Age: 83
Born: 1941
Born: October 4
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Howard Allen O'Brien
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Who knew that better than I, who had presided over the death of my own body, seeing all I called human wither and die only to form an unbreakable chain which held me fast to this world yet made me forever its exile, a specter with a beating heart?
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One will hate you for taking his life, another will run to excesses that you scorn. A third will emerge mad and raving, another a monster you cannot control. One will be jealous of your superiority, another shut you out... And the veil will always come down between you Make a legion, you will be, always and forever alone!
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Paris was a universe whole and entire unto herself, hollowed and fashioned by history so she seemed in this age of Napoleon III with her towering buildings, her massive cathedrals, her grand boulevards and ancient winding medieval streets - as vast and indestructible as nature itself.
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Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest.
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when we are weary, we speak lovingly of dreams as if they embodied our true deisres-What we WOULD have when that which we DO have so sorely disappoints us
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Garden of Pain, I need you. What were the songs of beasts to the cries of sentient souls?
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…being an atheist required discipline very like that of being Catholic. One could never yield to the idea of a supernatural authority, no matter how often one might be tempted. To think that a personal God had made the world was to yield to a demonic and superstitious and destructive belief.
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Re-telling the Christian story is the essence of my vocation. That has been going on since the Evangelists in one form or another.
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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.
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He had grieved for me, I'll give him that much. But then he is so good at grieving! He wears woe as others wear velvet sorrow flatters him like the light of candles tears become him like jewels.
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I have to move away from organized religion. The toxic confusion and anger I was feeling in church had become too great.
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All the mortal world is a lethal enemy during those hours between dawn and dusk.
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When you think night and day and every moment only of pleasing me, things will be very easy for you.
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God, why didn't you make us all dogs?
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Memory was a curse, yes, he thought, but it was also the greatest gift. Because if you lost memory you lost everything.
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What is written beneath this heavy handsome book cover will count, so sayeth this cover.
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It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words. That is, if it doesn't destroy us, if it doesn't burn away the optimism and the spirit, the capacity for visions, and the respect for simple yet indispensable things.
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