"Heard enough?" Lestat asks the reporter, "I've had to listen to that for centuries."
God kills indiscriminately...and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are. None so like Him...as ourselves.
There comes a time for every vampire when the idea of eternity becomes momentarily unbearable. Living in the shadows, feeding in the darkness with only your own company to keep, rots into a solitary, hollow existence. Immortality seems like a good idea, until you realize you're going to spend it alone. So I went to sleep, hoping that the sounds of the passing eras would fade out, and a sort of death might happen. But as I lay there, the world didn't sound like the place I had left, but something different. [rock music starts] Better. It became worthwhile to rise again as new gods were born and worshipped. Night and day, they were never alone. I would become one of them.
— Do you have anything you want to say to the other vampires listening out there?
— Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
— What is that?
— Come out, come out, wherever you are.
— Thanks.
— For what?
— You saved me.
— How presumptuous.