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

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.

Oh, 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?

No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

I have cried even when the laugh did choke me. But no more think that I am all sorry when I cry, for the laugh he come just the same. Keep it always with you that laughter who knock at your door and say, ‘May I come in?’ is not true laughter. No! He is a king, and he come when and how he like. He ask no person, he choose no time of suitability. He say, ‘I am here.

Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards