There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.

Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards

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

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