Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.
BRAM STOKERThe inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
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We learn of great things by little experiences.
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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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There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
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A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
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Despair has its own calms.
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I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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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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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.
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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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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.
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