I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
BRAM STOKEROnce again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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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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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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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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For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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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. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.
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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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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
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For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.
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