His blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestats words made sense to me.
I knew peace only when I killed and when I heard his heart in that terrible rhythm,
I knew again what peace could be.

“Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mor…”

“I feel like an outsider, and I always will feel like one. I've always felt that…”

“There's a virtue,' Felix said, 'to listening to a reluctant storyteller. You kn…”

“Não importava que Deus no céu fosse católico, protestante ou hindu. O que impor…”