You Look Good To Me, You Damnable

He Had Grieved For Me, I'll Give Him That Much. But Then He Is So Good At Grieving! He Wears Woe As Others Wear Velvet; Sorrow Flatters Him Like The Light Of Candles; Tears Become Him Like Jewels.

I Never Lie," I Said Offhand. "at Least Not To Those I Don't Love.

Amazing What The British Do With Language; The Nuances Of Politeness. The World's Great Diplomats, Surely.

We All Suffer Under A Curse, The Curse That We Know More Than We Can Endure, And There Is Nothing, Absolutely Nothing We Can Do About The Force And The Lure Of This Knowledge.

Drink From Me And Live Forever. Lestat De Lioncourt