Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell.
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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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Memo?ry 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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En quelques jours, ils avaient noué une alliance malsaine avec un jeune et élégant vampire français du Garden District aux cheveux blonds improbables, et totalement dénué de scrupules.
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Lestat: Toughen up baby. I'm looking for the eternal scum.
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Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal fingers, I could do it. Burn you as I burnt your little house. And nothing could save you, nothing at all.
Lestat: You're very anxious to be out of these rooms, aren't you? Why don't we simply get into bed together? I don't understand. David: You're serious?Lestat: Of courseDavid: You do realize, that this is an absolutely magnificent body, don't you? I mean you aren't insensible to the fact that you've been deposited in a..a most impressive piece of young male flesh. Lestat: I looked it over well before the switch, remember? Why is it you don't want to. David: You've been with a woman, haven't you?Lestat: I wish you hadn't read my mind. It's rude. Besides, what does that matter to you?David: A woman you loved. Lestat: I have always loved both men and women. David: That's a slightly different use of the word 'love.
Go where the pain is, go where the pleasure is.
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Go where the pain in, go where the pleasure is.
What lurked beneath my fancy frills, behind my quiet unquestioning eyes? Who was I? Had I no remembrance of a warmer flame than that which gave its wintry glow to my faint smile at those who asked it of me? I remembered no one who had ever lived and breathed within my quietly moving form~ The Vampire Armand
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I am the Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal more or less. The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire-these things might destroy me. But then again, they might not.
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