"And then on this vast and desolate landscape of night, where I was standing alone and where Babette was only an illusion, I saw suddenly a possibility that I’d never considered before, a possibility from which I’d fled, rapt as I was with the world, fallen into the senses of the vampire, in love with color and shape and sound and singing and softness and infinite variation."
Just finished this book. The book and movie are pretty much exactly the same page by page. Think I’m going to watch the movie again tonight since it’s been a while… like 2 years.