There 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 STOKERTake me away from all this Death.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
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Then 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.
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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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Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
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I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.
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I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- “Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!” He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- “Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!
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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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The Dead travel fast.
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I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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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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Despair has its own calms.
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