Whether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
BRAM STOKERThen they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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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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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
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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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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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