Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, ‘Dear Jim: I loved your card.’ Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, ‘Jim loved your card so much he ate it.’ That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.
Maurice Sendak, author of ‘Where The Wild Things Are” (via 237yrs)
“And so he ran after me all the way back to the hotel, all the way across the rooftops, where I hoped to lose him, until I leaped in the window of the parlor and turned in rage and slammed the window shut. He hit it, arms outstretched, like a bird who seeks to fly through glass, and shook the frame." – Louis de Pointe du Lac, Interview with the Vampire
#Another small crime that this wasn’t in the movie.
My confession, since I began reading the VC I am somehow not afraid of the dark anymore and I found out that I can deal with death better now.
♛I told Gabrielle, “We are the things that others fear, Remember that.” It’s an empowering concept.
I always had a high tolerance for what others consider distasteful, but it definitely escalated after I was turned. I threw up my own blood and then found myself relishing the taste of it, licking it off the stone floor near a pile of dead bodies that resembled me! I scooped up a rat and studied its paws in front of retail people!
I’m glad to have shed light on things that frighten(ed) you. Glad to have led you away from fear of the dark, and of death. Not everything in the darkness wants to be there. The things in the dark, they might yearn for the light. They might not be trying to be deliberately harmful to those who wander into their territory. Things that kill may not always do it out of malice. It’s a Savage Garden. Bad things happen that are inexplicable. It’s possible to live in fear, but isn’t living for life itself better?
Being wary is good, but if fear hold you back, it’s freeing to let the unnecessary fears go. Fears that aren’t constructive to living.
ooc; AR has a way of choosing subjects that are difficult and unpacking them, taking the reader along, guiding us through it. Originally it was to work out her own fears, probably, and that’s why the first few novels were so strong.
Lestat’s paradox is that he knows he’s evil, but he can fool people into believing he’s not. And he’s very aware of that. And even when he tries to show people how bad he is they generally love it.
Lestat: So you just spent awhile talking about Louis. What were you thinking about me at that time, prior to the concert?
Marius: That Louis was waiting for you.
Lestat: Ok, yes, but what about ME?
Marius: …
Lestat: …
Marius: …
Lestat: Well I’m just saying you were very descriptive about Louis and Gabrielle so I just want to keep your voice consistent. What did you think about me at the time?
Marius: That you were the damnedest creature.
Lestat: Really? You mean that?
Marius: Yes, a brat prince.
Lestat: Go on.
Marius: *sigh*
Lestat: *pouts*
Marius: Okay. Honestly you are such a child. -pauses- Face and form… The ice-blue eyes, darkening with laughter; the generous smile; the way the eyebrows came together in a boyish scowl; the sudden flares of high spirits and blasphemous humor.
Lestat: And?
Marius: Lestat!
Lestat: What? I just want the full story. Talk about my body.
Marius: *grumbles* Even the catlike poise of the body… So uncommon in a man of muscular build. Such strength, always such strength.
Lestat: Oooh that’s good stuff… *writes* You make me sound so cool.
Marius: …such irrepressible optimism. *groans*
Lestat: Okay now we can move on.
(Bolded and underlined are canon or almost-canon quotes)
I’m not sure that that’s the exact word for it, but the Ricean vampires in general have implied that they’re adaptive, inquisitive, they learn things easily and much faster than mortals. I can’t find the quotes to support it but I’m 99% sure that Lestat learned to read/write by watching people do it (his monastery schooling only gave him so much: ”I couldn’t read or write more than a few prayers and my name.” TVL)
“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.”
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