Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKERAnd 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!
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
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I’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
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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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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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We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
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Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
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A 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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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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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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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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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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A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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