Sleep has no place it can call its own.
BRAM STOKERWhether 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.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
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Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
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We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.
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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?
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There is a reason why all things are as they are.
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We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact.
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I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
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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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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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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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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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