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LOUIS: That's my memory of it. But you were there too. Maybe there's something I missed? Or maybe there's something you put in there later? ARMAND: Stop it! Stop it.

I found myself with my hand outstretched, touching his face; but he was a distance away from me, as if he'd never moved near me, making no attempt to brush my hand away. I drew back, flushed, stunned. — Interview with the Vampire

I tried to call out to Armand—foolishly, desperately, only dimly aware as my lids grew heavy and my hands lay limp that the sleep was on him too somewhere, that he lay still in his resting place. — Interview with the Vampire

I had the urge to reach for him, to shake him violently so that his still face would move, admit to this soft singing. — Interview with the Vampire

"My daughter was my sister was my throw pillow when he wouldn't look at me kindly!"

He looked like a boy masquerading as a gentleman.

DANIEL: I mean, is it only work or are you and he...? ARMAND: I serve a god. It is my honor to serve.

Didn't once think, in all that time, telling me? Make a different plan with me?

I marveled at the way they lived—slipping out in Rolls-Royce limousines to attend the opera, the symphony, the ballet, wandering the museum openings together, so well integrated into the human world around them. — Prince Lestat

"Would you destroy me as easily as you let them be destroyed?" I demanded. "Why should I?" he asked. "My God," I whispered. "You're much changed," he said. "But in a way, you are much the same." — Interview with the Vampire