“Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.”

I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .

He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.

For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?

Truly there is no such thing as finality.

The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.

I 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.

It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.

I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.

As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.

No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.

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.

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.

Sleep has no place it can call its own.

Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.

The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go — the pains of Day to soothe, console — Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.

Our jobs make relentless calls on a narrow band of our faculties, reducing our chances of achieving rounded personalities and leaving us to suspect (often in the gathering darkness of a Sunday evening) that much of who we are, or could be, has gone unexplored.

In exalting the faculties of the soul, we annihilate, in a great degree, the delusion of the senses.

I would never accept the recommendation of the theological faculty.

The true scientist never loses the faculty of amazement.

Some of our philosophizing divines have too much exalted the faculties of our souls, when they have maintained that by their force mankind has been able to find out God.

Realisation is not acquisition of anything new nor is it a new faculty. It is only removal of all camouflage.

God, that all-powerful Creator of nature and architect of the world, has impressed man with no character so proper to distinguish him from other animals, as by the faculty of speech.

Instinct perfected is a faculty of using and even constructing organized instruments; intelligence perfected is the faculty of making and using unorganized instruments.