Ewan McGregor from Velvet Goldmine as Lestat
*These are the actual lyrics from the novel, Queen of the Damned, btw.
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I took him in my arms, oh, so cold, so unyielding, this monster which I had made out of human flesh. I pressed my lips against his cheek, shuddering as I did so, my fingers sliding around his neck.
He didn’t move away from me. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. I felt the slow silent heave of his chest against mine.
“Do it to me, please, beautiful one,” I whispered in his ear. “Take this heat into your veins, and give me back all the power that I once gave to you.” I pressed my lips to his cold, colorless mouth. “Give me the future, Louis. Give me eternity. Take me off this cross.”
#ALL THE FEELS
This is really one of the best, and most heartwrenching moments in the entire VC, and it hurts to much, every time I read it. And what’s so especially chilling about it is the role reversal! There’s an echo of Daniel in Lestat’s plea for help here. Louis is the one with ALL the supernatural power.
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OOOK THIS ISONNA BE LONG AND REALLY THERE’S LIKE 100000000 OTHER QUOTES I LOVE BY HIM BUT HERE WE GO:
“Oh, that’s me, eternally young. You speak nonsense words for one so pretty yourself.”
“Oh, I know. Everyone would ravage a guilty cunning child! Everyone would have a laughing boy who knows his way around the block. Kids make better food than women, and girls are all too much like women, but young boys? They’re not like men, are they? ”
“We can’t stand it, to be alone. We cannot bear it, any more than the monks of old could bear it, men who though they had renounced all else for Christ’s sake, nevertheless came together in congregations to be with one another, even as they enforced upon themselves the harsh rules of single solitary cells and unbroken silence. They couldn’t bear to be alone. We are too much men and women; we are not yet formed in the image of the creator, and what can we of him with any certainty except that he, whoever he may be—Christ, Yahweh, Allah—he made us, did he not, because even he in his infinite perfection could not bear to be alone.”
“Hurt me and I’ll destroy you. I don’t care how strong you are, or what blood Lestat gave you. I know more than you do. because I show you my pain, I do not by necessity love you.”
“Oh, little stars, how much I’ve hated you, and envied you that in the ghastly void you can with such determination plot your dogged course.”
“All things change except the vampire himself; everything except the vampire is subject to constant corruption and distortion. Soon, with an inflexible mind, and often even with the most flexible mind, this immortality becomes a penitential sentence in a madhouse of figures and forms that are hopelessly unintelligible and without value. One evening a vampire rises and realizes what he has feared perhaps for decades, that he simply wants no more of life at any cost. That whatever style or fashion or shape of existence made immortality attractive to him has been swept off the face of the earth. and nothing remains to offer freedom from despair except the act of killing. and that vampire goes out to die. No one will find his remains. No one will know where he has gone. And often no one around him-should he still seek the company of other vampires—no one will know that he is in despair. He will have ceased long ago to speak- of himself or of anything. He will vanish.”
“Is evil a great perilous gulf into which one falls with the first sin, plummeting to the depth?”
“There’s a distinction in being murdered. I was murdered. oh, not by Marius, as you might think, but by others. ”
“Once again, I retreated into my deepest mental hiding place. ”
“You never know the palette of the one you kill until the mind disgorges its finest colors.”
bonus:
“Sweet to think on it, that when we are last weary of all this world there is the rising sun.”
Some of these are actually very applicable advice on life. Such as:
“Soon, with an inflexible mind, and often even with the most flexible mind, this immortality becomes a penitential sentence in a madhouse of figures and forms that are hopelessly unintelligible and without value.”
One must be flexible and be willing to change with the times. *nodding sagely*
Interview with the Vampire: the Social Network poster meme #1
Thanks to merciful-death for helping me find the Tale of the Body Thief quote i mangled for this ♥
The Vampire Armand
I literally have no idea what to do with The Vampire Armand. I remember reading it when I was young and being utterly disgusted with Armand. I still am revolted by what he did to Claudia, his selfishness and hollowness, and how he has managed to forgive himself while still being so cruel to Louis, whom he, let’s put it plainly, used.
And then again I think about the child whom Marius saved, I think that Marius could not have made a worse blunder in his existence. Of course Santino would choose Armand to preach his religion. Armand was already so given to putting first one and then the other person or ideology on a pedastal, and dedicating himself to it blindly. I pity Armand.
But…Louis was just as cruel to Armand as he was to him. Perhaps even more so. Louis admits it. Armand also has a tendency to lie, so whether or not he actually did that to Claudia is unsure. After all, the only person who last saw Claudia was Louis and you would think he would notice if her head wasn’t on the right body—ashes or not. ;c There’s a lot more to Armand, but you’re certainly scratching the surface. )
#Faceofabotticelliangel #Accurate #Eloquent Eloquence
I don’t believe Armand re: the Claudia experiment, he had his motives for making David think he was the kind of twisted mad-scientist (at that time) who would try that, and yet, he spun it in such a way that it seemed like he actually was trying to help her get what she wanted most (if in fact it happened at all)(which I don’t think it did):
“I tried to grant her fondest wish, that she should have the body of a woman…The fire of Heaven destroyed the awful unhealed evidence of my Satanic surgery as it turned her to a monument in ash. No evidence remained of her last hours within the torture chamber of my makeshift laboratory. No one need ever have known what I say now.” – The Vampire Armand
Much sadness, very cry ;n;
Fanart by damnedest-creature. I love it. This is an actual quote from CANON, believe it or not…
Lestat de Lioncourt, Blood Canticle, PAGE 1, FIRST PARAGRAPH:
“I WANT to be a saint. I want to save souls by the millions. I want to do good far and wide. I want to fight evil! I want my life-sized statue in every church.”
“A real life quote from my friend Lauren.” by hw_campbell_jnr.
Marius, on choosing companions, makes the point that appearance is just one of several factors in the decision. From The Vampire Lestat (Part VII, ch. 13)
“Whatever will happen will happen, but choose your companions with care. Choose them because you like to look at them and you like the sound of their voices, and they have profound secrets in them that you wish to know. In other words, choose them because you love them. Otherwise you will not be able to bear their company for very long.”
Louis avoiding the Birds & the Bees discussion.
I love this fanart. It’s by hw_campbell_jnr. It probably takes place in a previous time that Claudia inquired on the subject, in a much more innocent way, not trying to attack Louis as she does in the scene below.
Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire (Part 3, Ch.1):
“‘I was a sorcerer’s apprentice only!’ I burst out suddenly, despite myself.’Apprentice!’ I said. …
"Again she smiled, and then she drew my hand into her lap and covered it as best she could with her own.’Apprentice, yes,’ she laughed.’But tell me one thing, one thing from that lofty height. What was it like… making love?’
”…’You don’t remember?’ she asked with perfect calm, as I put my hand on the brass door handle.
“I stopped, feeling her eyes on my back, ashamed, …
”’It was something hurried,’ I said, trying now to meet her eyes. How perfectly, coldly blue they were. How earnest.’And… it was seldom savored… something acute that was quickly lost. I think that it was the pale shadow of killing.’
“’Ahhh… ’ she said.’Like hurting you as I do now… that is also the pale shadow of killing.’
” ‘Yes, madam,’ I said to her.’I am inclined to believe that is correct.’ And bowing swiftly, I bade her good-night.“
Did he say that so as not to hurt her feelings, since she can never experience it? Or because he actually felt that way about sex?
Also, look at her logic… if sex is the "pale shadow of killing,” and she’s also gotten him to agree that her line of questioning “hurting you as I do now… that is also the pale shadow of killing.’"
She’s basically gotten him to admit that she’s actually experiencing it, as closely as possible, hurting him this way is the equivalent to fucking w/ him. *cries for Louis*
“Come home with me,” he said. Such a human voice. So kind. “There’s time to come here and reflect. Wouldn’t you rather be home, in the Quarter, amongst our things?”
If anything in the world could have truly comforted me, he would have been the thing—with just the beguiling tilt of his narrow head or the way that he kept looking at me, protecting me obviously with a confidential calm from what he must have feared for me, and for him, and perhaps for all of us.
My old familiar gentleman friend, my tender enduring pupil, educated as truly by Victorian ways of courtesy as ever by me in the ways of being a monster.
At the end of Memnoch the Devil (via merciful-death)
merciful-death added:
#[ sobs aggressively over these two ]#mon coeur
Ditto, merciful-death, ditto so hard. *cries*
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