I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.
Bram StokerAnd so we remained till the red of the dawn began to fall through the snow gloom. I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror. But when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
Bram StokerOh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?
Bram Stoker