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.
BRAM STOKERAnd yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
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No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
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Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
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Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall — all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.
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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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Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards
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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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But we are pledged to set the world free. Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret. For in this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.
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Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)
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I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
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The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
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But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.
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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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Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me!
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Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see, the doubting of wise men would be his greatest strength.
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