Oh, But When Love Is Reached Through

I'm Definitely More Influenced By European Writers Than I Am By American Writers, There's No Doubt About That.

When You Think Night And Day And Every Moment Only Of Pleasing Me, Things Will Be Very Easy For You.

We’re Going To Die And Not Even Know. We’ll Never Know, And All This Meaninglessness Will Just Go On And On And On. And We Won’t Any Longer Be Witnesses To It. We Won’t Have Even That Little Bit Of Power To Give Meaning To It In Our Minds. We’ll Just Be Gone, Dead, Dead, Dead, Without Ever Knowing!

Oh Lestat, You Deserved Everything That's Ever Happened To You. You Better Not Die. You Might Actually Go To Hell.

Our Language Needs Endless Synonyms For Beautiful; The Eyes Could See What The Tongue Cannot Possibly Describe.