"Listen, baby, when we first met — you and me — you thought I was common. Well, how right you was. I was common as dirt. You showed me a snapshot of the place with them columns, and I pulled you down off them columns, and you loved it, having them colored lights goin.' And wasn't we happy together? Wasn't it all okay till she showed here? And wasn't we happy together? Wasn't it all okay till she showed here, hoity-toity, describin' me like a ape?"

"Don't you ever talk that way to me. "Pig," "Polack," "disgusting," "vulgar," "greasy" — those kind of words have been on your tongue and your sister's tongue just too much around here. What do you think you are, a pair of queens? Now just remember what Huey Long said — that every man's a king — and I'm the king around here, and don't you forget it."

"Karl Malden - Harold "Mitch" Mitchell"

"Kim Hunter - Stella Kowalski"

"[to little boy] Alright, kid, let's put I the chains. [she shackles and chains with key in the little boy's wristhand] Now stay there, kid. [Locked the door with a key]"

"I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell truths. I tell what ought to be truth."

"The first time I laid my eyes on her told the story I thought to myself, "That man is my executioner!""

"Some things are not forgivable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgivable. It is the one unforgivable thing in my opinion and the one thing of which I have never, never been guilty."

"You know what luck is? Luck is believing you're lucky, that's all... To hold a front position in this rat-race, you've got to believe you are lucky."

"Stella. Hey, Stella!"

"[to Stanley] It won't be the sort of thing you have in mind. This man is a gentleman - he respects me. What he wants is my companionship. Having great wealth sometimes makes people lonely. A cultivated woman - a woman of breeding and intelligence - can enrich a man's life immeasurably. I have those things to offer, and time doesn't take them away. Physical beauty is passing - a transitory possession. But beauty of the mind, richness of the spirit, tenderness of the heart - I have all those things - aren't taken away but grow! Increase with the years! Oh! Strange that I should be called a destitute woman when I have all these treasures locked in my heart. I think of myself as a very, very rich woman. But I have been foolish - casting my pearls before....swine. Yes, swine! And I'm thinking not only of you, but of your friend Mr. Mitchell. He came here tonight, he did, coming in his work clothes, to repeat slander, vicious stories he'd gotten from you. I gave him his walking papers. But then he returned, he returned with a box of roses to beg my forgiveness. He implored my forgiveness. Some things are not forgivable. Deliberate cruelty is not forgivable. It is the one unforgivable thing, in my opinion, and the one thing of which I have never, never been guilty. So I said to him, 'Thank you,' but it was foolish to think that we could ever adapt ourselves to each other. Our ways of life are too different. Our backgrounds are incompatible. So farewell, my friend and let there be no hard feelings."

"Whoever you are: I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."

"Tarantula was the name of it! I stayed at a hotel called the Tarantula Arms! Yes, a big spider. That's where I brought my victims. Yes, I have had many meetings with strangers. After the death of Allan, meetings with strangers was all I seemed able to fill my empty heart with. I think it was panic — just panic — that drove me from one to another, searching for some protection. Here, there and then in the most unlikely places. Then, at last, in a seventeen-year-old boy. But someone wrote to the superintendent about it: "This woman is morally unfit for her position!" True? Yes... unfit somehow anyway."

"[From trailer] His name is Lestat. He chose one man. He gave him infinite power, eternal life and a daughter who would be forever young. And then he took the light of day."

"Whatever happened to Lestat, I do not know. I go on, night after night. I feed on those who cross my path. But all my passion went with her golden hair. I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty."

"How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful, magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes? "Drink," you ask me. Do you have any idea of the thing you will become?"

"[Referring to feeding on Claudia] Her blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And, as it did, Lestat's words made sense to me. I knew peace only when I killed. When I heard her heart in that rhythm, I knew only what peace could be."

"[Walks out front door of plantation master house to meet lynching intentioned mob of torch wielding slaves while carrying lifeless body of house servant Yvette] Hear me now! This place is cursed! Damned! And, yes, your master is the devil! Get out while you can! You're all free! Do you hear me?! [Hands body of Yvette to slaves] Run! Run! [Grabs a torch, swipes it at slaves to scare them off only to have them follow him to door and he proceeds set fire to the plantation master house]"

"Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life."

"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 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."

"I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for 200 years. Please, how shall I put you at ease? Shall we begin like David Copperfield? 'I am born... I grew up.' Or shall we begin when I was born to darkness, as I call it? That's really where we should start, don't you think?... 1791 was the year it happened. I was 24. Younger than you are now. But times were different then. I was a man at that age. The master of a large plantation, just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife in childbirth. She and the infant had been buried less than half a year. I would've been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of their loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all: my wealth, my estate, my sanity....Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was a vampire that accepted."

"[Playing piano after returning from swamp from being left after killed] Listen, Louis... there's life... in these old hands still. Not quite furioso. Moderato... cantabile, perhaps. [Claudia inquires how] Ask the alligator. His blood helped. Then, on a diet of the blood of snakes... toads... and all the putrid life... of the Mississippi... slowly... Lestat became something... like himself again. You've been... a very... very... naughty little girl."

"[Walks in when Claudia has finished feeding off her tailoress and drops her on the ground] Claudia. Claudia! Now... who will we get to finish your dress?! You need to practice daily! [Slaps Claudia's wrist] Never feed in our home!"

"[Walking through sewers] All I need to find you, Louis, is follow the corpses of rats. Pain is terrible for you. You feel it like no other creature, because you're a vampire. You don't want it to go on. [Louis agrees] Then do what it is in your nature to do... and you will feel as you felt with that child in your arms. Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately... and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are. None so like Him... as ourselves. I have a gift for you... [Louis asks where] You need... company... more congenial than mine. Remember how you wanted her? The taste of her? Don't worry. Your conscience is clear."

"[Appears in doorway of Louis comforting Claudia, found in house with the body of her plague victim mother, laughing] My philosopher, my martyr. "Never take a human life". Oh, yes. This calls for a celebration. [Picks up the body of Claudia's mother and dances with it energetically across room singing in Italian and Louis runs out out door] There's still life in the old lady yet! [Drops body of Claudia's mother on floor, walks out door calling to Louis] Come back! You are what you are! Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt."

"Oh, Louis, Louis. Still whining, Louis. [To Daniel Molloy] Have you heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries!"

"I assume I need no introduction."

"Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately, and so shall we, for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him... as ourselves."

"All I need to find you, Louis, is to follow the corpses of rats."

"[After stuffing a prostitute into a coffin and shutting it] It's your coffin, my love. Enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like."

"Evildoers are easier... and they taste better."

"Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all."

"Have you said your goodbyes to the light?"

"Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice I never had."

"Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you, Louis. [Puts arms around him] Louis, my love. I was mortal till you... gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother and my father. And so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him. He will never let us go."

"Snatching me from my mother's hands, like two monsters in a fairytale. And now you weep! I haven't tears enough for what you've done to me."

"Your evil is that you cannot be evil. And I shall suffer for it no longer!"

"You have found your new companion, Louis! You will make me mine!"

"I'll put you in your coffin!"

"Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you, Louis. Louis, my love, I was mortal until you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him."

"And here it is. And I hate you both!"