Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKERYes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKERThere is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.
BRAM STOKERNo man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
BRAM STOKERBut we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
BRAM STOKERNo man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
BRAM STOKERThere are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
BRAM STOKERIt is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
BRAM STOKERThe angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.
BRAM STOKERIt is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
BRAM STOKERI suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
BRAM STOKERLove is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
BRAM STOKERBefore I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
BRAM STOKERWe are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
BRAM STOKERThe blood is life… and it shall be mine!
BRAM STOKERHow good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKERYou cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
BRAM STOKER