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

This man belongs to me, I want him!

I am Dracula, and I bid you welcome . . .

Doctor, you don't know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don't; you couldn't with eyebrows like yours.

And yet, unless my senses deceive me, the old centuries had, and have, powers of their own which mere 'modernity' cannot kill.

I'm a hard nut to crack, and I take it standing up.

I do not, as you know, take sufficient interest in dress to be able to describe the new fashions. Dress is a bore.