Louis: They know about us. They watch us dine on empty plates and drink from empty glasses.
Louis: For 30 years I had avoided that place. Yet I found my way back there with hardly an upward glance.
Louis: I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for two hundred years.
Armand: You are beautiful, my friend. Lestat must have wept when he made you.
Louis: Lestat? You knew Lestat?
Armand: Knew him well enough not to mourn his passing.
Louis: Then out of curiosity, boredom, who knows what, I left the old world and came back to my America. And there, a mechanical wonder allowed me to see the sun rise for the first time in two hundred years. And what sunrises, seen as the human eye could never see them: silver at first, then, as the years progressed, in tones of purple, red, and my long lost blue.
Daniel Molloy: What about crucifixes?
Daniel Molloy: Yes, can you look at them?
Louis: Actually I am quite fond of looking at crucifixes.
Daniel Molloy: What about the old stake through the heart?
Daniel Molloy: Coffins? What about coffins?
Louis: Coffins. Coffins, I'm afraid, are a necessity.
Claudia: It's time we were on our way. I'm hungry, and the city awaits.
Lestat: Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt.
Louis: Thirty years had passed, but her body remained that of an eternal child. Her eyes alone told the story of her age, staring out from under her doll-like curls, with a questioning that will one day need an answer.
Lestat: I am afraid, madam, my days are sacrosanct.
Louis: So it was, when I'd given up the search for vampires, that a vampire found me.
Louis: Lestat killed two, sometimes three a night. A fresh young girl, that was his favorite for the first of the evening. For seconds, he preferred a gilded beautiful youth. But the snob in him loved to hunt in society, and the blood of the aristocrat thrilled him best of all.
Claudia: Who will take care of me, my love, my dark angel, when you are gone?
Louis: Vampires pretending to be humans, pretending to be vampires.
Claudia: How avant-garde.
Louis: That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely, and yet I can't recall any sunrise before it. I watched the whole magnificence of the dawn for the last time as if it were the first. And then I said farewell to sunlight, and set out to become what I became.
Claudia: I came to make peace with you, even though you are the father of lies.