"And everywhere we go the smell of death in my nostrils. I wake and fall asleep to it. The whole continent is one big open air graveypit. It's foul. It kills my appetite. I wish I could purify it all with fire."
-excerpt from Claudia's diary in Rostov, February 21, 1942
"He [Louis] cannot even say his [Lestat] name. Well, I can. Lestat de Lioncourt. I killed you, Lestat de Lioncourt. I outwitted you. I outmaneuvered you. I outlived you."
-excerpt from Claudia's diary in Botosani, April 1944
"But for Louis, who is still in love with Lestat, dead or alive, violent or charming, lying or telling the truth, and perhaps always will be, other vampires don't matter. I don't know what does to him."
-excerpt from Claudia's diary