“A perfectly evil Devil makes even less sense than a perfect God.”

“You're a perfect devil, Lestat!" "That's what you are! You are the devil himself!”

“Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!”

“I no nothing of god or the devil, and after 400 years... This is the only real evil left...”

“People who cease to believe in God or goodness altogether still believe in the devil... Evil is always possible. And goodness is eternally difficult.”

“Yes, I know," "And I love to hear you say it, Louis. I need to hear you say it. I don't think anyone will ever say it quite like you do. Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!”

“This evil, this concept, it comes from disappointment, from bitterness! Don't you see? Children of Satan! Children of God! Is this the only question you bring to me, is this the only power that obsesses you, so that you must make us gods and devils yourself when the only power that exists is inside ourselves? How could you believe in these old fantastical lies, these myths, these emblems of the supernatural?”