“The effect on Lucy was not bad, for the faint seemed to merge subtly into the narcotic sleep. It was with a feeling of personal pride that I could see a faint tinge of colour steal back into the pallid cheeks and lips. No man knows, till he experiences it, what it is to feel his own lifeblood drawn away into the veins of the woman he loves.The Professor watched me critically. "That will do," he said. "Already?" I remonstrated. "You took a great deal more from Art." To which he smiled a sad sort of smile as he replied, "He is her lover, her fiance. You have work, much work to do for her and for others, and the present will suffice.”
Bram Stoker“There is a reason that all things are as they are, and did you see with my eyes and know with my knowledge, you would perhaps better understand.”
Bram Stoker“ for I determined that if Death came he should find me ready”
Bram Stoker, Dracula“It is wonderful what tricks our dreams play us, and how conveniently we can imagine.”
Bram Stoker, Dracula“. . . a wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.”
Bram Stoker, Dracula“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“No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.”
Bram Stoker“There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.”
Bram Stoker“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“Are we to have nothing tonight?" said one of them, with a low laugh, as she pointed to the bag which he had thrown upon the floor, and which moved as though there were some living thing within it. For answer he nodded his head. One of the women jumped forward and opened it. If my ears did not deceive me there was a gasp and a low wail, as of a half smothered child. The women closed round, whilst I was aghast with horror. But as I looked, they disappeared, and with them the dreadful bag.”
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