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!
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 StokerA house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a century.
Bram StokerI have been so long master that I would be master still, or at least that none other should be master of me.
Bram StokerIt is something like the way dame Nature gathers round a foreign body an envelope of some insensitive tissue which can protect from evil that which it would otherwise harm by contact. If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.
Bram Stoker