“The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.”

Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.

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

If I am a great man, then all great men are frauds.

The blood is life… and it shall be mine!

For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

The Dead travel fast.

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

How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.

My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.

Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.

The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.

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.

Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.

Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.

I will not let you go into the unknown alone.

It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.

It appears to be more that of a warrior-philosopher who practices the art of political persuasion by authoring acclaimed books

The face that cannot smile is never fair.

Feminism has never been about getting a job for one woman. It’s about making life more fair for women everywhere. It’s not about a piece of the existing pie; there are too many of us for that. It’s about baking a new pie.

We all deal with being unfairly judged.

In a democracy, someone who fails to get elected to office can always console himself with the thought that there was something not quite fair about it.

If they will play fair I will play fair, but if they won’t then I reserve all my rights to do anything I find myself able to do.

Since I have fair skin, I have to stay out of the sun. I can’t stand the sun. I dyed my hair red for a while during the 1990s but I’m actually a natural blonde.

Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.