Memnoch the Devil (The Vampire Chronicles, #5)

by Anne Rice

he has a sleepless mind in his heart and an insatiable personality.”

I laughed bitterly. “Maybe the Devil’s read my books too,” I said. Again, I loathed being afraid. It made me furious.

a vampire, looking for a juicy mortal,

Sometimes fear is a warning. It’s like someone putting a hand on your shoulder and saying Go No Farther.

I will say in retrospect that labor is an antidote for angst and general misery, and the fear that the Devil is going to grab you by the throat at any moment and bring you down into the fiery pit!

One happy human being saved from the misery which religion can so effortlessly generate?

Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there’s nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don’t know the trick. It’s like whistling or singing.

Our language needs endless synonyms for beautiful; the eyes could see what the tongue cannot possibly describe.

Do you know that Satan means in Hebrew ‘the accuser’?”

‘Oh, but when love is reached through suffering, Memnoch, it has a power it can never gain through innocence.’

Hell would have to be where they see the consequences of their actions, but with a full merciful comprehension of how little they themselves knew.”

In the name of the cross, more injustice has been perpetrated than for any other single cause or emblem or philosophy or creed on Earth.

they must have sung it in the classrooms, two times two makes four, two times three makes six, two times four makes eight … isn’t that how it goes … They’re singing it.”

I really enjoy Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles