Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKERListen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKERDespair has its own calms.
BRAM STOKERThough sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
BRAM STOKERHow good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men–even if there are monsters in it.
BRAM STOKERI’m a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.
BRAM STOKERSleep has no place it can call its own.
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 STOKERLove is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
BRAM STOKERYou yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?
BRAM STOKERThe fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
BRAM STOKERIt is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.
BRAM STOKERHe means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
BRAM STOKEROnce again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
BRAM STOKERChasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
BRAM STOKERI am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!
BRAM STOKERIt 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.
BRAM STOKER