Take me away from all this Death.
BRAM STOKERBecause if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
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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 am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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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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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
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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.
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This man belongs to me, I want him!
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These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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