Despair has its own calms.

Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker

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

Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.

I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

We learn from failure, not from success!

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