The blood is the life!
BRAM STOKERTruly there is no such thing as finality.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us.
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Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
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He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
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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 sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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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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Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.
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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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Despair has its own calms.
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It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play.
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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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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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Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
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