The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
BRAM STOKERThe inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.
BRAM STOKERWe are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!
BRAM STOKERThere are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
BRAM STOKERIt would be at once his sheath and his armor, and his weapons to destroy us, his enemies, who are willing to peril even our own souls for the safety of one we love. For the good of mankind, and for the honor and glory of God.
BRAM STOKERListen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
BRAM STOKERI suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
BRAM STOKERWe learn from failure, not from success!
BRAM STOKERWe are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.
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 STOKERHe means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.
BRAM STOKERI saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
BRAM STOKERWithin, 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 STOKERThe Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.
BRAM STOKERRemember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
BRAM STOKERAnd so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
BRAM STOKERLet 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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