Character: Lestat de lioncourt. Page 1

Nicky began to play some Gypsy tunes and in a strange dance went in a circle, glistening in the moonlight white with a high lace-up boots.
Sitting on a charred stump, I drank wine straight from the bottle. As always, I felt that my heart is broken by the sounds of beautiful music. What could be this sin, I thought, what's wrong, except perhaps the opportunity to relive their lives in this horrible place? And I soon in silence, and wept inconsolably.
It seemed to me that music is still sound, but suddenly I discovered that Nicky was next to me and trying to comfort me. We sat side by side, and he said that the world is full of injustice and that we both were prisoners of a terrible, godforsaken corner of France, but the day will come when we finally get out of here. And at that moment I remembered mother, who became a prisoner in our castle high on the mountain, and I was seized with unspeakable and unbearable sadness. Nicky played again and told me to forget about everything and dance.
Yes, that music and dance can make us to do it, wanted to tell him I am. So why, then they are considered sinful? How can you assume that they are evil? I joined Nicola in his circular dance. A truly Golden sounds poured from the strings of his violin and skyrocket to the stars. Now I danced around Nicky, and he played faster, more frantic tune. Open like wings, floors Cape, I threw back my head and looked at the stars. The sound of music enveloped me misty veil, and the meadow of the witches ceased to exist for me. There were only mountains and the open sky above them.

Simplicity and brutality are synonymous in philosophy and actions.

Why death had to hide in the shadows? Why should they wait at the gate? There is no such bedrooms and a ballroom where I could not log in. Death against the warm glow of the flame in the fireplace! Death, crouching on tiptoe down the corridor. And all this - I! Are you talking about the Dark Gift? But it's what I use!
I am the Lord of Death, dressed in lace and silk! And then come to extinguish the candle of life! I am the wormhole into the heart of the pink flower!

I don't believe you. I have for several centuries been watching with interest over a two-year people. They are unhappy. They almost always scurrying around, fall down and cry. Im disgusted to be human! They already understand that this kind of evil joke.

- You're a real devil, Lestat! That's who you really are! You're the devil!
Yeah, I know, ' I answered, enjoying the anger that fills his life. I love when you say, Louie. I just need you to say that. Probably nobody in the world will not be able to say it the way you do. Come on, say it. I am a real devil. Tell me how bad I was. From such words I'm getting so good!

... where the mother has encouraged him to make her his daughter.

The vampire killer. Predator. The all-seeing eye was given to him as a sign of election, of separateness from the world. He is granted the opportunity to observe human life in all its fullness. No tearful pity, but forcing to thrill the soul with delight, because it puts her point, he is an instrument of divine Providence.

Inhabiting the world of mortals is more practical than ever, they deny even the slightest possibility of a miracle, even a hint of anything supernatural. With extraordinary courage and bravery they build their foundational ethical theory only on the Foundation truths of the material world and physical world.

"Heard enough?", - Lestat asks the reporter, "But I had to listen to his whining for centuries!".

God can kill anyone, and we - too. Such as we are, no more, and no one else in the world is closer to God than we are.

Don't imagine that death is ready to provide you all the answers. I suspect that in itself it is terrible. You just cease to exist, and there is no more life, there is no way at all to get something out.

I always was your teacher. And I have to admit I always was his most beloved disciple.

They will either destroy him, or turn to God.

Any creature will fight to the last for his life, even if it is not approved.