You Think I Live In

I’d Thought I Knew What Beauty Was In Women; But She’d Surpassed All The Language I Had For It.

Hell's Bells Ringing, My Secret Music.

Mortal Beauty Often Makes Me Ache, And Mortal Grandeur Can Fill Me With That Longing...but Paris, Paris Drew Me Close To Her Heart, So I Forgot Myself Entirely. Forgot The Damned And Questing Preternatural Thing That Doted On Mortal Skin And Mortal Clothing. Paris Overwhelmed, And Lightened And Rewarded More Richly Than Any Promise.

-you Are On The Verge Of Being Truly Mad. -no, Not At All. Look At Me. I Can Tie My Shoelaces. See?

I Was Particularly Stunned By The Casting Of Cruise, Who Is No More My Vampire Lestat Than Edward G. Robinson Is Rhett Butler.