To write something, you have to risk making a fool of yourself.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Authors & Writing, Writers, Writing
I got to the point where the vampire began describing his brother’s death, and the whole thing just exploded! Suddenly, in the guise of Louis, a fantasy figure, I was able to touch the reality that was mine. It had something to do with growing up in New Orleans, this strange, decadent city full of antebellum houses. It had something to do with my old-guard Catholic background. It had something to do with the tragic loss of my daughter and with the death of my mother when I was fourteen. Through Louis’ eyes, everything became accessible. But I didn’t ask when I was writing what it meant; I only asked if it felt authentic. There was an intensity—an intensity that’s still there when I write about those characters. As long as it is there, I will go on with them. In some way they are a perfect metaphor for me.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Authors & Writing
And I knew my vision of the garden of savage beauty had been a true vision. There was meaning in the world, yes, and laws, and inevitability, but they had only to do with the aesthetic and in this Savage Garden, these innocent ones belonged in the vampire’s arms. A thousand other things can be said about the world, but only aesthetic principles can be verified, and these things alone remain the same.
—Anne Rice
Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Difficulty, Evil
There is one purpose to life and one only: to bear witness to and understand as much as possible of the complexity of the world – its beauty, its mysteries, its riddles. The more you understand, the more you look, the greater is your enjoyment of life and your sense of peace. That’s all there is to it. If an activity is not grounded in ‘to love’ or ‘to learn,’ it does not have value.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Learning, Beauty
In spite of all the refinements of civilization that conspired to make art – the dizzying perfection of the string quartet or the sprawling grandeur of Fragonard
—Anne Rice
Topics: Beauty
The truth is, laughter always sounds more perfect than weeping. Laughter flows in a violent riff and is effortlessly melodic. Weeping is often fought, choked, half strangled, or surrendered to with humiliation.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Laughter
Merciful death! How you love your precious guilt.
—Anne Rice
Topics: Guilt
What I don’t understand about you is this, she said. You hold to your old belief in goodness with a tenacity that is virtually unshakable. Yet you are so good at being what you are! You hunt your victims like a dark angel. You kill ruthlessly. You feast all the night long on victims when you choose.
So? I looked at her coldly. I don’t know how to be bad at being bad.
She laughed.
I was a good marksman when I was a young man, I said, a good actor on the stage. And now I am a good vampire. So much for our understanding of the word ‘good.’
—Anne Rice
Topics: Goodness
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