Artists Are Meant To Be Madmen, To

Without Memory There Can Be No Insight. Without Love, There Can Be No Appreciation.

You See,' [armand] Said, 'killing Other Vampires Is Very Exciting; That Is Why It Is Forbidden Under Penalty Of Death.

We Have To Become Saints. We Have To Become Like Christ. Anything Less Is Simply Not Enough.

I Grabbed Her Ankle And Kissed It, And When I Looked Up I Saw Her Chin And Her Eyelashes As She Threw Back Her Head And Laughed.

I Assume I Don't Need An Introduction.