Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic when the fit of escaping is upon him!
BRAM STOKERHe may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.
More Bram Stoker Quotes
-
-
Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
BRAM STOKER -
We learn from failure, not from success!
BRAM STOKER -
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER -
A brave man’s hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman’s love to hear its music.
BRAM STOKER -
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
BRAM STOKER -
She has man’s brain–a brain that a man should have were he much gifted–and woman’s heart. The good God fashioned her for a purpose, believe me when He made that so good combination.
BRAM STOKER -
This man belongs to me, I want him!
BRAM STOKER -
We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.
BRAM STOKER -
Enter freely and of your own free will!
BRAM STOKER -
There are such beings as vampires, some of us have evidence that they exist. Even had we not the proof of our own unhappy experience, the teachings and the records of the past give proof enough for sane peoples.
BRAM STOKER -
Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.
BRAM STOKER -
Above the care of Nature and of State, Suspended in the noon of Night we wait, All slumber nursing, to make sweet and pure, While secret Nature, weaving works the cure. We are the handmaids of the hollow night,
BRAM STOKER -
It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.
BRAM STOKER -
The blood is the life!
BRAM STOKER -
But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.
BRAM STOKER