My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
BRAM STOKERA brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
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But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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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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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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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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Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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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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And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
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Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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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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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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Truly there is no such thing as finality.
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