I Love New Orleans Physically. I Love

Revenge Is The Concern Of Those Who Are At Some Point Or Other Beaten. I Am Not Beaten, I Told Myself. No, Not Beaten. And Victory Is Far More Interesting To Contemplate Than Revenge.

It Is Tragic That Many In America Think Of Us - Christians - As Being People Who Hate Others.

We Need To Stop Fighting Christian Against Christian. I Have No Time For Anything But Trying To Love Other People. That Is A Full-time Job.

A Perfectly Evil Devil Makes Even Less Sense Than A Perfect God.

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? -lestat