And so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
BRAM STOKERMy revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.
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The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
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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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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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I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.
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You cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.
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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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Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.
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I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.
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There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
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It would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
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I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .
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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 have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.
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Take me away from all this Death.
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