“I fell fatally in love with Louis, a young dark-haired bourgeois planter, graceful of speech and fastidious of manner..Even in his cruelest moments, Louis touched the tenderness in me, seducing me with his staggering dependence, his infatuation with my every gesture and every spoken word..I touched his face again, the cheekbones, the arch beneath the black eyebrow. What a finely made thing he was.”
~Lestat de Lioncourt
(The Vampire Lestat/Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice)