“When had it happened that arterial blood was not enough, and he must rip out the heart and suck it dry also? When had it started that he had to lick the most vicious wounds for the little juice they would yield? He could exist without this, yet he couldn’t resist it, and so he sought—or so he told himself—to make the very most of it when he feasted.” –Prince Lestat, Marius and the Flowers.
❝ Sometimes people try to d e s t r o y you, precisely because they recognize your power – not because they don’t see it, but because they see it and don’t want it to exist. ❞
“He walks the streets like a phantom, soundlessly, drawn slowly to those who welcome death, or seem to welcome it… And when he feeds it is painless and delicate and swift.” —- Louis…my favorite character by far.