A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.

I have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

Before I left the castle I so fixed its entrances that never more can the Count enter there Undead.

The blood is the life!

It is really wonderful how much resilience there is in human nature. Let any obstructing cause, no matter what, be removed in any way, even by death, and we fly back to first principles of hope and enjoyment.