But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together. Bram Stoker More Quotes by Bram Stoker More Quotes From Bram Stoker We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor. Bram Stoker driftinganchors 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 ghoulsteachingpast The blood is the life! Bram Stoker blood For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin'; and death be all that we can rightly depend on. Bram Stoker dependslife-is She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death. Bram Stoker greypalebeautiful 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. Bram Stoker eyementhinking It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine. Bram Stoker dreamplaywonderful Though sympathy alone can't alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable. Bram Stoker condolencessympathyfacts I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him. Bram Stoker cowardmenthinking 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. Bram Stoker eyewhiteanimal With his long sharp nails he opened a vein in his breast. When the blood began to spurt out, he took my hands in one of his, holding them tight and with the other ceased my neck and pressed my mouth to the wound so that I must either suffocate or swallow... Some of the...Oh my god…my god What have I done? Bram Stoker longhandsblood Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope. Bram Stoker heartmightmen 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 carelandmen Being proposed to all is very nice and all that sort of thing, but it isn’t at all a happy thing when you have to see a poor fellow, whom you know loves you honestly, going away and looking all broken-hearted, and to know that, no matter what he may say at the moment, you are passing quite out if his life Bram Stoker nicebrokenlove-you 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. Bram Stoker growingmindideas I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same. 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. Bram Stoker laughterkingssorry Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read. Bram Stoker good-womanhoursangel I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . . Bram Stoker count-draculawelcomehalloween 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. Bram Stoker usualmindfeelings 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! Bram Stoker flamesfeetnight
