Amazing What The British Do With Language;

….it Was A Brave Man’s Fear. I Knew What He Meant. What Must A Brave General Feel When He Knows The Battle Has Gone Against Him And Nothing Remains But Death?

But The Sky Was Never Quite The Same Shade Of Blue Again.

My Own Funeral, I'd Like To Be Laid Out In A Coffin In My Own House. I Would Like My Coffin To Be Put In The Double Parlor, And I Would Like All The Flowers To Be White.

Lestat And Louie Feel Sorry For Vampires That Sparkle In The Sun. They Would Never Hurt Immortals Who Choose To Spend Eternity Going To High School Over And Over Again In A Small Town ---- Anymore Than They Would Hurt The Physically Disabled Or The Mentally Challenged. My Vampires Possess Gravitas. They Can Afford To Be Merciful.

In The Chapel You Prayed To Be A Saint And Now I Will Make You A God.