No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.
Bram StokerWith his long sharp nails he opened a vein in his breast. When the blood began to spurt out, he took my hands in one of his, holding them tight and with the other ceased my neck and pressed my mouth to the wound so that I must either suffocate or swallow... Some of the...Oh my god…my god What have I done?
Bram StokerAnd then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!
Bram Stoker