... What I Fear In Writing Is

I Will Write Things, He Was Thinking. I Will Write Something Meaningful And Wonderful Someday. I Can Do That. And I'll Dedicate It To You Because You're The First Person Who Ever Made Me Think I Could.

That Morning I Was Not Yet A Vampire, And I Saw My Last Sunrise. I Remember It Completely, And Yet I Can't Recall Any Sunrise Before It. I Watched The Whole Magnificence Of The Dawn For The Last Time As If It Were The First. And Then I Said Farewell To Sunlight, And Set Out To Become What I Became.

But Just Remember, Life Without Me Would Be Even More Unbearable.

"you're A Perfect Devil, Lestat!" He Was Saying. "that's What You Are! You Are The Devil Himself!"

The Fact That I Loved You Was The Greatest Lie I Have Ever Lived.