How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
BRAM STOKERI could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
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We learn from failure, not from success!
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All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God’s madmen too, the rest of the world.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.
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A wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.
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