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We can't stand it, to be alone. We cannot bear it, any more than the monks of old could bear it, men who though they had renounced all else for Christ's sake, nevertheless came together in congregations to be with one another, even as they enforced upon themselves the harsh rules of single solitary cells and unbroken silence. They couldn't bear to be alone.

We are too much men and women; we are yet formed in the image of the Creater, and what can we say of Him with any certainty except that He, whoever He may be--Christ, Yahweh, Allah--He made us, did He not, because even He in His Infinite Perfection could not bear to be alone. Born: 1480, Turned: 1497

thebiancasolderini:

armandilvampiro:

“We have the same preferences then, I was going to invite you to the one with vampires first” he replied shutting the door and proceeding to the driver’s door

“Well, I thought it best that I meet more of our kind as I haven’t in some time.” she said.

Armand brought life to the engine and drove to the vampire night club. “Most of them are tourists. There are a few I know very well and I don’t know who we’ll meet tonight, but we’ll see. “