Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
BRAM STOKERThough sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
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I want you to believe…to believe in things that you cannot.
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Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh.
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And 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!
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But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
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There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.
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The blood is life… and it shall be mine!
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For 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?
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She is one of God’s women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
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The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
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I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same.
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I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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