I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
BRAM STOKERNo man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
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Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.
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Despair has its own calms.
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There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.
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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere.
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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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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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