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.
BRAM STOKERAh, 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.
BRAM STOKERWe are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
BRAM STOKERAnd yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
BRAM STOKEREnter freely and of your own free will!
BRAM STOKERIt is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
BRAM STOKERA brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKERWe are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
BRAM STOKERThe only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
BRAM STOKERFor 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.
BRAM STOKERAbove the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
BRAM STOKERYes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
BRAM STOKERThe Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
BRAM STOKERAh, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
BRAM STOKERWhether it is the old lady’s fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.
BRAM STOKERWe are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
BRAM STOKERI have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
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