Oh, 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 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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Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.
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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.
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As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.
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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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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.
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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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Doctor, you don’t know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don’t; you couldn’t with eyebrows like yours.
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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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And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere ‘modernity’ cannot kill.
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Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
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I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.
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Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.
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She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.
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It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.
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Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.
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