Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
BRAM STOKERNature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
BRAM STOKERI am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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!
BRAM STOKERI have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
BRAM STOKERNo man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
BRAM STOKERHow blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
BRAM STOKERAs yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
BRAM STOKERWe learn of great things by little experiences.
BRAM STOKERThere are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
BRAM STOKERLet 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.
BRAM STOKERThe blood is life… and it shall be mine!
BRAM STOKERListen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKERFor me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?
BRAM STOKERIt is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
BRAM STOKERBut 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.
BRAM STOKERListen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKER