For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds,… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!" Seeing, I suppose, some expression in my face strange to… — 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
“There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“Listen to them, the children of the night. What sweet music they make.” — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love to hear its music. — 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
