Perhaps This Is The Only

How Shameful. How Predictable! How Insipid. And How Sweet.

What Is Written Beneath This Heavy Handsome Book Cover Will Count, So Sayeth This Cover.

Drink From Me And Live Forever. Lestat De Lioncourt

Suppose Death Had A Heart To Love And To Release You, To Whom Would He Turn This Passion, Would You Chose A Person From The Crowd There. A Person To Suffer As You Suffer.

…being An Atheist Required Discipline Very Like That Of Being Catholic. One Could Never Yield To The Idea Of A Supernatural Authority, No Matter How Often One Might Be Tempted. To Think That A Personal God Had Made The World Was To Yield To A Demonic And Superstitious And Destructive Belief.