“It seems to me that the further East you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles. And yet when King Laugh… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“3 May. Bistritz. —Left Munich at 8:35 P. M, on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that the further East you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, 'May I come in?' is not the true… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“I promise." and as I said it I felt that from that instant a door had been shut between us.” — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“He became almost speechless for a minute, and then went on, "Do you know what the place is? Have you seen that awful den… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“..the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.” — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
It is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
Euthanasia" is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it. — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
Our toil must be in silence, and our efforts all in secret; for this enlightened age, when men believe not even what they see,… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that the further East you go the more unpunctual are the trains. What ought they to be in China? -… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin; my bountiful… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul. — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
