Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.
BRAM STOKERA house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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The blood is the 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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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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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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Because if a woman’s heart was free a man might have hope.
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My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.
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The blood is the life!
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It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
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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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Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.
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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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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.
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Paris is a city of centralisation–and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point.
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I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
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Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
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