You yourself never loved; you never love!

Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

Bram Stoker

Mots clés love dracula



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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.

Bram Stoker

Mots clés funeral tomb



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

Bram Stoker

Mots clés dead dracula



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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.

Bram Stoker

Mots clés insanity belief judgement superstition



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..the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.

Bram Stoker

Mots clés evil good



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The attendant thinks it is some form of religious mania which has seized him. If so, we must look for squalls, for a strong man with homicidal and religious mania at once might be dangerous. The combination is a dreadful one.

Bram Stoker


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

Bram Stoker

Mots clés humour



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

Bram Stoker

Mots clés truth love relationships



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I asked Dr. Seward to give me a little opiate of some kind, as I had not slept well the night before......I hope I have not done wrong, for as sleep begins to flirt with me, a new fear comes: that I may have been foolish in thus depriving myself of the power of waking. I might want it. Here comes sleep. Goodnight.

Bram Stoker


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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


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