The blood is life... and it shall be mine!

He means to succeed, and a man who has centuries before him can afford to wait and to go slow.

But hush! No telling to others that make so inquisitive questions. We must obey, and silence is a part of obedience, and obedience is to bring you strong and well into loving arms that wait for you.

No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

It was like a miracle, but before our very eyes, and almost in the drawing of a breath, the whole body crumbled into dust and passed from our sight.

My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.