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  • How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.

  • I 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.

  • And 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.

  • 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.

  • Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country.

  • Let me be accurate in everything, for though you and I have seen some strange things together, you may at the first think that I, Van Helsing, am mad. That the many horrors and the so long strain on nerves has at the last turn my brain.

  • Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.

  • 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.

  • Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.

  • The last I saw of Count Dracula was his kissing his hand to me, with a red light of triumph in his eyes, and with a smile that Judas in hell might be proud of.

  • 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.

  • No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

  • No 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.

  • I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.

  • Euthanasia" is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.

  • Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.

  • Despair has its own calms.

  • Truly there is no such thing as finality.

  • I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .

  • I suppose it is that sickness and weakness are selfish things and turn our inner eyes and sympathy on ourselves, whilst health and strength give love rein, and in thought and feeling he can wander where he wills."

  • Ever there was a woman who was all perfection, that one is my poor wronged darling."

  • It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.

  • It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play. 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.

  • I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us. A personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.

  • Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.

  • The warlike days are over. Blood is too precious a thing in these days of dishonorable peace; and the glories of the great races are as a tale that is told.

  • 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.

  • If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn anyone for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper roots for its causes than we have knowledge of.

  • We seem to be drifting into unknown places and unknown ways."

  • She had been to a tea-party with an antediluvian monster, and that they had been waited on by up-to-date men-servants."

  • Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

  • 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, The angels of the dark, restoring sight; We go -- the pains of Day to soothe, console -- Awake, arise! Behold thou art made whole.

  • 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! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.

  • But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.

  • We learn from failure, not from success!

  • I will not let you go into the unknown alone.

  • For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?

  • There was a deliberate voluptuousness that was both thrilling and repulsive. And as she arched her neck she actually licked her lips like an animal till I could see in the moonlight the moisture Then lapped the white, sharp teeth. Lower and lower went her head. I closed my eyes in a languorous ecstasy and waited.

  • I must take action of some sort whilst the courage of the day is upon me.

  • Whatever may happen, it must be of new hope or of new courage to me!

  • There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

  • It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.

  • I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.

  • It is the eve of St. George's Day. Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway?

  • There was one great tomb more lordly than all the rest; huge it was, and nobly proportioned. On it was but one word, DRACULA.

  • But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

  • 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.

  • We learn of great things by little experiences.

  • Do not fear to think even the most not-probable.

  • Fe es aquello que nos permite creer en cosas que sabemos que no son ciertas.

  • Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker

  • Take me away from all this Death.

  • Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.

  • For now, feeling as though my own brain were unhinged or as if the shock had come which must end in its undoing, I turn to my diary for repose. The habit of entering accurately must help sooth me.

  • I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

  • I stood beside Van Helsing, and said;- "Ah, well, poor girl, there is peace for her at last. It is the end!" He turned to me, and said with grave solemnity:- "Not so; alas! not so. It is only the beginning!

  • But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.

  • He 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.

  • Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.

  • A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.

  • There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.

  • I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

  • The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

  • There is a reason why all things are as they are.

  • Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.

  • Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are; that some people see things that others cannot? But there are things old and new which must not be contemplate by men´s eyes, because they know -or think they know- some things which other men have told them. Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.

  • How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.

  • My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.

  • Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. 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.

  • Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.

  • Enter freely and of your own free will!

  • 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?

  • Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who findsâ?¦ true love?

  • Denn die Todten reiten Schnell. (For the dead travel fast.)

  • I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.

  • I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

  • There 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.

  • Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.

  • But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

  • It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.

  • Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.

  • Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.

  • She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.

  • Far, far away, there is a beautiful Country which no human eye has ever seen in waking hours. Under the Sunset it lies, where the distant horizon bounds the day, and where the clouds, splendid with light and colour, give a promise of the glory and beauty which encompass it. Sometimes it is given to us to see it in dreams.

  • The Dead travel fast.

  • Faith ... that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.

  • Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don't often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means, you cannot guess or measure the terrible endless longing to see the gates opened, and to be able to join the white figures within.

  • As yet we know nothing of what goes to create or evoke the active spark of life.

  • Paris is a city of centralisation--and centralisation and classification are closely allied. In the early times, when centralisation is becoming a fact, its forerunner is classification. All things which are similar or analogous become grouped together, and from the grouping of groups rises one whole or central point. 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.

  • Then 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, a wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.

  • He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.

  • I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.

  • These infinitesimal distinctions between man and man are too paltry for an Omnipotent Being. How these madmen give themselves away! The real God taketh heed lest a sparrow fall. But the God created from human vanity sees no difference between an eagle and a sparrow.

  • The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man.

  • She is one of God's women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.

  • Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.

  • Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

  • We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

  • We 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.

  • Sleep has no place it can call its own.

  • It 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.

  • Children who wish to become good and great men or good and noble women, should try to know well all the people whom they meet. Thus they will find that there is no one who has not much of good; and when they see some great folly, or some meanness, or some cowardice, or some fault or weakness in another person, they should examine themselves carefully. 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.

  • Doctor, you don't know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don't; you couldn't with eyebrows like yours.

  • The Stars are a long way off, and their words get somewhat dulled in the message.

  • And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere 'modernity' cannot kill.

  • No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.

  • This man belongs to me, I want him!

  • Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past.

  • We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!

  • Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.

  • And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!

  • A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love to hear its music.

  • I'm a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.

  • The fame of an actor is won in minutes and seconds, not in years.

  • The blood is the life!

  • No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

  • Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.

  • I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.

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