We see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
BRAM STOKERWe see radiating many long arms with innumerable tentaculae, and in the centre rises a gigantic head with a comprehensive brain and keen eyes to look on every side and ears sensitive to hear–and a voracious mouth to swallow.
BRAM STOKERBut a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKERThere 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.
BRAM STOKERThe Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
BRAM STOKERThe inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
BRAM STOKERNo man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
BRAM STOKERA brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKEROh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
BRAM STOKERNo man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.
BRAM STOKERThe fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.
BRAM STOKERShe was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
BRAM STOKERThen 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.
BRAM STOKERIt 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.
BRAM STOKERDenn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
BRAM STOKERThere is a reason why all things are as they are.
BRAM STOKERBut 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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