I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
BRAM STOKERFor life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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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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I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.
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Enter freely and of your own free will!
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Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer–both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
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We 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.
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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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Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.
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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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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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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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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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