“My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.”

Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.

Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.

I will not let you go into the unknown alone.

It is ever thus that the things which we do wrong – although they may seem little at the time, and though from the hardness of our hearts we pass them lightly by – come back to us with bitterness.

Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.

There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.

Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.

But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.

For 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.

[T]he obverse of facile emotion in the 14th century was a general insensitivity to the spectacle of pain and death.

Indeed, we Jews were at the leading edge of communist totalitarianism, one of the most murderous movements of the 20th century.

. It is the delicate fruit of a mature civilization; and scarcely a century has passed since nations, that knew the meaning of the term, resolved to be free.

A century of Fascism. For if the nineteenth century was a century of individualism it may be expected that this will be the century of collectivism and hence the century of the State.

The issue which has swept down the centuries and which will have to be fought sooner or later is the people versus the banks.

Addressing the moral failings of black people while ignoring the centuries-old failings of their governments amounts to a bait and switch.

Ours is the century of enforced travel of disappearances.

Later alone it wore poems for clothes. Like a shirt I carried on my back the poetry I had read. So I lived for half a century until wordlessly we met. From my shirt on the back of the chair I learn tonight how many years of learning by heart I waited for you.